Well. Here it is. My fortieth birthday.
I felt the sun rise in Aotearoa last night here in the UK. The girls and I danced and danced and laughed and laughed. Spinning her around, Astrid was happy as she could be. I felt the world move. It was pure love and joy.
This past year I’ve been thinking about forty. And the responsibility it brings. It really is time now to complete my projects. It really is time to make some proper money of my own – not working for other people. It really is time to take charge of my life and stick to my plans. Not to allow myself to be distracted and let myself slack off.
It’s time to dream my biggest dreams and make them come true.
This year I’m putting all my energy into writing my first book and app. Then I’d like to be able to move out to Gloucester or East Sussex, buy a little house to begin with – and cover the kids school fees. Once that’s done, a series of little canteens in cities around the world.
I AM the BOSS of me.