So this week I’ve been at work. (If you don’t know about this you haven’t read my newsletter. Have a look now. Oh, and do sign up if it pleases you.) I think I got out of bed on the wrong side on Monday morning and was absolutely thoroughly miserable by Tuesday night.
I was hating being at work. I was feeling left out (I’m still learning the language), frustrated, stressed and put-upon. I was stewing over not being paid as much as I’d like and the fact that the job isn’t exactly what I applied for (are they ever?). And paranoid – seriously paranoid – convinced every conversation that was being held around me, must be about me. Most of all, I was feeling left out and lonely and sorry for myself. Continue reading
Every now and then I go innocently out to do something simple and rewarding, like buy a book perhaps, and I gaily walk straight into a brick wall!
Let’s face it, most of us spend a HUGE proportion of our waking hours at work, killing time between shifts, sneaking in a few emails before dinner, or travelling to and from our workplace. We make friends with our colleagues and work conversation drifts into our personal lives.
You want more money, but you want the way you earn it to have meaning and purpose. You want to make a difference. You want to believe that you – little old you, with all your fears and insecurities – can help to change the world.
We are facing an Economic Revolution.
Back in the 1970s, 
