It’s very rare that I start a post without any idea of what I’m actually going to say. I generally have a layout in mind and know what I want to witter on about……….until now.
You see, it’s been almost a year since I last blogged. A year filled with excitement, hard work, stress, worry, laughter, tears, hard work, joy, fear, hard work, bad health, new opportunities and did I mention the hard work?
Now I’ve never been afraid of hard work, but when Andrew and I started down the path of hospitality we really had no idea JUST how much we would end up doing – both physically and mentally. Honestly, it’s been exhausting and there have been times when I’ve wanted to throw my clothes into a suitcase and run away from whichever one of our hotels I’ve happened to be in.
Yet, when every penny you have worked for your entire life is invested into a project there is no running away. There is only fighting for every win, dragging yourself out of bed when all you want to do is sleep, giving encouragement and support to your employees when all you really want to do is sigh in exasperation and work, work as you’ve never worked before. Because ‘failure’ is not an option. Because people are depending on you. Because you looked this way of life in the eye, did your research and chose to follow the path.
I am now living a life of my own making and it has almost broken me on many occasions. I have been hospitalised, bed-ridden, so tired I have literally fallen asleep standing up, stressed to the point of not being able to breathe and I have never felt so completely and utterly let down by others.
My, the ‘others’! I was brought up to believe that being employed by a company means that you actually worked hard for them. You work, they pay – it’s that simple. That sense of ‘work for payment’ seems to have fallen down the back of the sofa. I have been totally, for want of a better word, gobsmacked by the laziness of some people. Honestly, some of them think just
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I did think about sharing in list form the things I’ve got up to, the things that have gone wrong, the things that have gone my way and the things that have made me love life over the last ten months or so. But we would honeslty be here all day. Suffice it to say, it’s been one hell of a year, and certainly not the best on a personal, physical, emotional or professional level.
Yet it has been another year of experiences to add to my knowledge bank, another way that the universe has proved to me that the man I am with is the man for me – what we have been through would have broken most couples yet here we are, still clinging to this thing called love as a drowning man clings to a life belt. For no matter what happens, we are one of the only solid things in this crazy, mad life we are living. We have us and we have what little family we have left who have not decided that being in our lives is too ‘complicated’ – another story that has broken a piece of my heart in a very serious way.
Despite my earlier rant, we also have some amazing people working for us who are sticking by us through thick and thin and who are as determined as we are to make our venture a success. And to them, my family and my employees (some of which I truly think of as my friends) I am and will be eternally grateful. You all know who you are, and you have all helped in more ways than I can possibly express. It is because of you that I am now at a point where I am able to bang away at my keyboard again and blog – just!
If you are still here dear readers I would also like to thank you. If you are here reading this it means that you have not given up on me, you’ve popped in to see what’s new and have been, hopefully, pleasantly surprised to find a new post. Keep coming back, I can’t promise to post consistenly but this blog, no matter how it may evolve in the future, rests in my soul and I have missed it and you more than words can say.
Thank you for reading.