Most women have already been forgiven for believing that it is never going to happen to them. Most women have been forgiven for believing that dreams do not come true. Then there are still more women out there who do not have dreams, whether these are daylight dreams or conventional but unusual dreams which usually take place when they are fast asleep. In their daily struggles, many women have, quite frankly, been caught napping. Continue Reading
Most girls have to work, so the weather’s no object anyway. Unless, of course you are a farmer or farm-worker, a policewoman, or weather girl, then your daily life is dependent on everything that the elements say or do. As a farmer, you need to take care of your crops, make sure that they grow well in time for the next harvest. With global warming and climate change mucking things up, this is always a challenge because when it is dry temperatures soar to the point that newly planted seeds dry up and die. And when it rains, it really rains hard, by the gallon and like cats and dogs. The crops drown instead of nourishing the moisture that they were accustomed to before. Continue Reading
Yes, I’m quite hungry.
Lucky for me, I can still ask. New projects have started to roll in and I’m on my way to balancing my check book quite nicely thank you very much. Soon, I will be able to spend more time (and money) visiting my favorite bistro’s and pizzerias for a light, late afternoon lunch or generously large pizza on Friday evenings with the girls. The reason for my hunger now can be explained. Continue Reading
Those were the words my wise father gave me on one of the last occasions I saw him.
He had to leave because mother had already phoned him, wondering where he was. He had come over to my apartment one late morning to help me out. It was both humbling and humiliating for me. It was humbling because here was a man who was still prepared to help me no matter what. While he may have been disappointed as many good fathers sometimes get when their grown-up children fail in life, he did not judge me on my inability to help myself at that time. I had to ask myself; what would I have done and where would I have been had my father not been able to come to my rescue. Continue Reading
A few years ago, just a day after the traditional fast had ended; I decided to make a few more epic changes in my life mainly to improve my chances for new opportunities going forward.
I also decided to do something about my health. Exercise was never going to be a problem, or so I thought. While I was never going to kill myself down at the local gym, let alone go there at all, I believed that regular, daily walks would do the trick. And on weekends, I would treat myself to a much longer walk along the lake or in the park. Because I was so preoccupied with life at the time, I never took much time out to indulge in this pleasurable activity. Continue Reading
Fingers is not her real name. Truth be told, she is a real lady. When she first settled into my home she was wearing a beautiful necklace with a silver-coated tag. Her real name was engraved on the tag. It must be over two years already since Fingers moved into my apartment as a permanent resident and it is hard to believe that I could never remember her real name. My good girlfriend at the time knew her name. It began with a C – Cammie something or another – and sounded rather exotic. Beautiful nevertheless. Continue Reading
Let me ask that question again. Hands up how many of you like to cook, clean and bake? I’m not being nosey, there’s a good reason I’m asking this question. After this discussion, it could very well do wonders for our lives (yes, I’m including myself in this equation too). So, do you like to cook, clean or bake? To be fair, I’ll start answering those questions too.
I forgot to ask whether any of you can, in fact, cook, clean or bake. But we’ll get to that in a moment. I have two confessions to share with you here. No, I cannot bake, nor have I ever tried. It’s ironic because I can read recipe books quite well (part of my job as I’ve said before). I have this old stove, it’s not broken, it just needs a guy’s tinkering hands to put the settings right for me. I’m no handyman and, this may shock some of you, I’m not the best of housekeepers either.
Yes, it is quite uncharacteristic of a woman like me not to tend to her household chores in a timeous and organized manner. But I do have an excuse. I won’t go into that here because then it would take us away from our mission. Our mission is to create new opportunities for ourselves where previously there seemed to be none. And anyway, when I do get down to it, I do get down on my hands and knees and apply the old elbow grease to get my housekeeping done.
Thankfully, I can cook rather well, although my culinary skills may never reach the giddy standards set by my mother and those celebrity chefs you see on the TV. I am quite sure though that if I really put my mind to it I could pull this cooking thing off. Let me tell you a little story before we go onto our mission of creating great self-employment opportunities for ourselves. There was a time when I was fresh out of high school and onto my first office job. I may have told you this before, I have always valued my independence and was making just enough to pay my own way.
So, I moved out of my mother’s house and into my first small apartment. But lo and behold, I had not taken much note of my mother’s instructions and demonstrations in her kitchen, and so found myself not being able to cook. I could barely open a can of beans that time. I began to grow a little desperate. My waistline started to bulge and I was growing a little tired of regular take-outs and peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.
Then I had a stroke of genius. I said to myself; if I can read well then surely it should not be much of a bother to read a recipe book. So off I went to the library and pulled out a couple of recipe books. Curries and pasta were always my favorite dishes, so I was going to focus on that. And before you knew it, girlfriends (no boyfriends at that time) were soon coming over to enjoy my own, original specialties. As I’ve always told the kids down at the community center; if I can do it then so can you.
If you are one of those girls who cannot cook then it’s high time that you give it a try. But this is a mission and is aimed at those of you who are already deft hands in the kitchen and around the house. Now, whether you are currently stuck in a dead-end job, working long hours and low wages, or unemployed, a housewife or not, you could have it all if you started up your own home-based business. And why not start with something that you know well and can do well too? For starters, your overheads are going to be low.
You will be working from home and won’t be paying high rentals for business premises. Then there’s the matter of the IRS. You can deduct a portion of your regular household expenses and rental (or mortgage) as a tax-deductible working expense. Just before the holidays you could be eligible for a refund. But that comes much later. First you have to make a start.
All successful start-ups start small with low overheads. You may have a passion for baking cakes, cupcakes and muffins. So why not beat the delis and take-out joints at their own game? Home-made goodies taste a lot better than the commercially-made cookies and donuts anyway. Begin by baking a tray of your family favorites, pack a bin and go door to door, selling to your neighbors at a competitive rate. If you are a mother of growing kids, this would also be a great way to contribute towards their college fund.
Get them to help out with deliveries and pay them fairly. There’s a limit to what children should be spending anyway. So, as your small home business grows, and with that your confidence and bookkeeping expertise, you could graduate towards something a little more ambitious. Start experimenting with your favorite home-cooked meals. Delis are always on the look-out for new ideas and recipe brands which may become a hit with their loyal clientele.
Once you’ve mastered the art of small-scale selling (and your cooking, of course) you could be paying these delis a call. Small business development includes many rejections in its early days, so don’t be discouraged when no early interest is shown in your wares. Persistence and patience pays. So keep at it. What about sewing, ladies? Anyone thought about that?
I have a long-time friend who has a good sewing machine stored away in her cupboard somewhere, collecting dust. If I remember correctly, her boyfriend bought this machine for her birthday with the caveat that she could start something special with her untested passion for making kids’ clothes. Today, she’s still sitting at home wondering why she struggles so much trying to make ends meet.