faltering at the finish line…..


2days left in work …..2 weeks at home that includes picking up mancub from Uni in Nottingham…Getting granddaughter across the Pennines…And off to Paris.(granddaughter and Grandad..not me…EuroDisney treat for princess Mia)…and back again…then off to Mumbai….not even sure why

Last wage for the foreseeable future…. Not entitled to benefits but then shouldn’t be expecting the State to fund my entrepreneurial adventure even if it does have a social impact …I can’t lie and pretend that I’m doing this out of some desire to help mankind although I do get a buzz out of creating something that could really benefit the women involved…for me its a win-win… The chance to do something really exciting ,work with some interesting people,wake up every morning raring to go….and I’m spending three weeks out there with my son…the bigger mancub/young lion ๐Ÿ™‚

But,but,but I’m funding it from my pension lump sum ? And I’ve got bills to pay at home….the mancub needs a home when he comes back from uni…and besides I’m not moving to Mumbai…have to be back here late August to go Creamfields..another story

And to start selling whatever we’ve managed to make/buy in Mumbai/look for another job….

Scary stuff though…..Last time I did this I ended up broke…very broke ..(and.on verge of being homeless….part of me just wants to look for another job now….right now ๐Ÿ™‚ but ….

I’ve worked on this for so long……

See my problem is I’m a ‘ captain and commander’ kind of person…Russell Crowe film in case you’re wondering…one where he decides to accept defeat and run for it…and at the last minute turns back to fight again….storming to victory…

That’s my problem….I’ve never been able to accept defeat … In fact I thrive on the battle…

See I don’t want a business…I don’t want to ‘help people’ ..not at the expense of my own enjoyment anyway…I just want a wildly interesting abundant comfortable enjoyable life…what’s left of it…

In three weeks time I’ll be in Mumbai with one of my sons… Going over Worli Sea Link to explore the markets of Colaba Looking for stock… My granddaughter has had a desisisters business idea for a while, her Daddy’s going to see if he can make it work…

And were going back to Santa Cruz…and Mahim…can’t wait to see the girls again…the #MissionMumbai crew… And we’ll be rocking up to meetings with exporters,makers,business support groups,bloggers,anybody who will talk to us… We’ll be heading to dharavni to meet with business there that we might be able to support…

Not forgetting the 5 days were gonna spend in Goa just taking it easy….and the train journey there…6 hours of the most beautiful scenery in the world….

And another workshop, brainstorming sessions with the ‘girls’ …figuring out clothes patterns for dolls lengha ..trying henna patterns on dolls, putting the website and Patron together…the list goes on..

OR

I could keep my money in the bank ,look for another job now, ……and then what? Maybe get a mortgage…bit late but need some security for a fast approaching old age…and then what….spendmy days wondering if I could have pulledx it off

Pretty much no contest

Hope I’m not boring everybody to death…I swear to God I’ll stop procrastinating soon and get stuff done…. Desisisters website might be an idea….
but first…my daughter shaves her head for charity tomorrow,Annie – BALD

and then work for two days…then me and Mia are spending a few days together… then i have four five days to get stuff done

pray for me ๐Ÿ™‚ booking flights Tuesday…
defo doing this again

money came in…fridge broke ,washer broje


Car broke… Fire broke…..and laptop and dropped My phone smashed it completely…and the WiFi went off…

Decided to completely unplug …With the idea that I would rebalance ,create perfect order in my life..and return to the interwebs refreshed and revitalised full of enthusiasm and optimism …ready to nail the next Mission Mumbai

Guess where that went :))))) 

Despite numerous flea bombs …sprays…and a ridiculous amount of vacuuming they are still here … much reduced in numbers …but picked two off my ankle whilst writing this…may have to stop soon for another round of fumigation flea attack…marvellous Sunday ๐Ÿ™‚

This has also halted sale of cushions we made in Mumbai .. Suspect ‘Buy One Get One Flea’  won’t go down well with the general public

No idea why highlighted jumped in above ..I’m the queen of finding hot keys accidentally ..

Where was I ? Fleas…will sort them shortly

Meanwhile…. Sorted car and washer…and there’s a to-do list somewhere… 

Just sat with my feet up on the table drinking coffee looking at the sunshine outside #sundaymorning and forgetting about my flicky little friends for half an hour ..  

Finish my job in two weeks … Have plenty of money in the bank thanks to early pension release and have cleared a few debts….I’m shattered after big trip across Pennines yesterday for Princess Mia’s birthday…slumped here waiting for caffeine to kick in

And thinking that I really need to be clear what I’m doing for the next few months or I’m going to hit September flat broke

Wouldn’t be the end of the world but not the outcome I’m looking for ๐Ÿ™‚ 

In fact…definitely not an option…by the way…view from where I’m sat right now ..sunnier than it looks I’m rubbish at photos

As I was saying … Job ends, Mumbai soon after. . just downloaded David Allen’s ‘Getting Things Done’ .., see if it can help me relax instead of managing my to do list like a ping pong game on acid…and working my way through Kate Northrup’s money love book as that’s the other bugbear… I don’t know .. Me and money never seem to stay in the same universe for long … Whenever I get any there just seem a million emergencies and ….. Cappuccinos.. I’m an expert at reducing large amounts to nothing without spending more than a fiver in any single transaction…. 

Its been a bit mad because we haven’t had any money in for ages…been IKEA, tarted up the house a bit, hit primark and bought, amongst other things, four pairs of shoes that don’t fit me, treated myself to some expensive make up bought my granddaughter a passport ,a birthday party, trip to eurodisney with grandad and helped the kids out … 

The work things getting harder and harder … I’m not best at staying the distance …and having to adult at the same time

With that in mind might be an idea if I started flea wars….and put the ironing board away…get my clothes ready for work next week…buy some food for gods sake! Been frittering on posh fast food and…cappuccinos

and ponder whether I should really be doing this….Mumbai…. Sensible me knows I should be looking for my next job now,big brave me is in hiding and trying to decide if its not just another name for crazy me…. And I know damn welI I’m gonna go…I promised the girls I would come back and I’m dying to see them anyway…

Think I’ll start with a shower , vacuum and flea spray :)))) loverly Sunday …. Not all bad , just remembered have a steak in the fridge and some red wine on the side … Once I get to the other side of flea wars its looking good … Can enjoy and start thinking about just what I’m going out to Mumbai to do

at the end of a week off work, richard branson and half-term


at the end of a week off work that doesn;t even barely resemble what I had planned… my long week spring cleaning, energy renewing, business planning,video making…didn’t happen .. i timed it for grand-daughter half term thinking we could do this stuff together… apart from pulling out all the barbie dolls heading for Mumbai, examining each in depth, all over the living room floor,the rest of the weeks plans left her cold… we ended up with a week of bobbing between me and grandad… barely any cleaning has taken place, washing still needs doing,laptop is flaking badly, my shoulder is doing weird stuff (left side of my head and shoulder going numb…) and its Bank Holiday weekend, and today I’m taking the dogs out, meeting an aunty with Mia and walking the dogs..in the rain ๐Ÿ™‚ Seems no-one told the weather it was Easter and we have a lovely riany spring weekend

leaving work/Mumbai is now only 9-10 weeks away and still no proper prep or plans…although as I recall my plan was to just go there and work in peace but seem to remember I thought that last time and didn’t happen then either

I think I have some sort of ‘plans will never happen’ curse on me…

Its Good Friday here, dropping Mia off to Nana Terry and Linda for the weekend shortly..

did I mention the fleas..in midst of everything else had to flea bomb the house yesterday after realising my daughters cats, although gone(moved out last weekend), had left us some extra pets.. thin the correct term is infestation, the full extent of which wasn’t realised until I spotted around 30 bites on Mias arm back and legs..they’ve been dining on the mancub too apparently..so yeah, flea bombs
and my pension came in..and I spent an evening meeting the mother of my sons’ brother who I didn’t know existed until a few months ago..the ‘father’ in question died 16 years ago in a car crash… its a long story, and all above board, we were very on/off especially towards the end of his life…but still totally weird and ok at the same time…. and then head gone the next day…then pension came in : I’ve just taken an old work pension early ..clear some debts , hopefully leave enough for a house deposit/investment… so head gione rapidly trying to focus… ended up crying watching

The plan was to spend the weekend working on plans for Mumbai but just heard that
big mancub is on his way home for Easter ..

and I’m cooking sausages for a big bank Holiday weekend breakfast when I should be in the car heading out for the dog walk…

and sitting here typing whilst half my head goes even number..

sometimes you just have to give in…

enhoy your easter folks.. x

Just got in from a film premiere…


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Been an interesting night…and a busy week.

Just got back from a film premiere, last minute invite came in yesterday…. following hot on the heels of the Asian Wedding Awards..had to get dressed twice properly in a week, failed miserably the second time..and just how did i miss the free bar …. ?

was a bit rushed, premiere started at 6, and lots of frantic arranging as six of us meeting up… .and not one of us noticed the free bar… I blame Pedro, but thats another story..

Anyway,, call came in yesterday, Desisisters invited to Manchester premiere of Riz Ahmed and Billie Pipers new film… was hoping to meet Riz Ahmed but it was just a private screening rather than a red carpet affair…still, nice to have an invite …

Went last into auditorium, got stuck far too close to screen which made the camera shaking thing , although subtle, a bit difficult to handle close up, I;d make sure you sit to the back..

and it took a little too long to get started, lost of beautiful shots but slow and a little too many artistic shots of lit cigarettes and whisky….one thing I didn;t like about this film, and its quite petty in the general scheme of things….was the constant lighting of cigarettes..I was starting to gag…and I smoke… AND the whisky thing….

But…overall there were lost of things I liked about the film, the pace was a bit uneven, but it got going and it was good to see a guy playing a part that doesn;t fit the strereotypical asian, and the way they had fun with those stereotypes , the young lad, first wannabe gangsta, then jihadi… ish… ,Tommys dad…

no asian music though, anywhere.disappointing..but liked the drum and bass…

and its got just a little more asian flava than it might have meant to, film noire with a happy ending ๐Ÿ™‚ all kabhi khushi khabhi gham ๐Ÿ™‚

It felt more like a TV Drama than a film somehow, worth seeing though, would quite like to watch it again, for the shots of London alone… made me very homesick for London, been such a long time since I lived there, and have hardly been back.

I liked the early bits as well… the characters…

anyway, here’s a trailer….see what you think…

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when you blog just because the place has got wifi ..


or maybe because you’re starving cos you missed the starters and you’re at the Asian Wedding Awards …on your own because you couldn’t make your mind up about going until teatime….too short notice for a friend…

Dithered over outfit and got here late … Missed starters….. 

I can hear knives and forks clinking so the food is obviously on the way out…Penny Appeal are doing their thing and getting sponsors for orphans in Gambia…..and Vanessa’s won an award…or two

Vanessa from the Sheridan suite is an old friend….she fed me a gin and tonic as soon as I got here..that’s not what she got the award for…but its another reason to love her… ๐Ÿ™‚

Alankar are here… Dil,Sagar,Poonam….will do liust later….
Someone just mentioned food followed by after party … Wondering if I’ll make it to work tomorrow…

Sony SAB are in here somewhere….we had a Bhangra thing going on last year….

1SW are here…

I know many of you reading have no idea who they are….just bear with me….I’ll throw a gallery up when I get home…main point really though is these are people who have done their best to support and collaborate with me over the last ten years #DesiSisters… ๐Ÿ™‚ 

I’ve got a whole table to myspf and I actually quite like it….the gin has kicked in and I’m just enjoying the glamour….the award winners are all announced and there’s a great buzz….
So sorry trying to add photos but tablet won’t pay nice ….and there’s Bob Marley playing on sitar..or I think that’s what it is…the instrument not the tune…

Anyway…everything’s gonna be okay…the food is here 

Which Thing First ?


So much to do…really tired..by time I get in from work my arms are tired and don’t feel like typing…and so much other stuff to sort out

Annual return is overdue… Companies House , for Desi Sisters Ltd, and I could get fined for not doing it…and I’m not sure how….

Market Stall Saturday … I should be loading lots of stuff on Facebook, getting an online sales page ready,buying fillers, printing flyers,and generally getting my sh*t together..and the weather forecast is for rain ๐Ÿ™‚ย  Read the rest of this entry

hello…this is me…..


been a busy little bee….

lots of interest on Facebook in my new profile pic…which I hate :0 Its a nice photo just still haven’t caught up with my actual age..can;t believe I;m now 100% white haired..I mean..just when did THAT happen…and the baggy face…smile is good though, as always ๐Ÿ™‚ If i’ve done this right you should be able to see the featured image ..

Everybody thinks they’ll be fine with getting older, but when its you, it really takes some getting used to…one of these days I’ll write more on the subject ..but right now I’m late for work. had to tax my car before I could leave the house..long standing, usual, direct debits bounced all over the place last month…its the ‘go-faster’ thing, as soon as stuff starts happening I start falling apart ๐Ÿ™‚ not the most useful trait for a wannabe entrepreneur…

 

Anyway….below is a pic taken circa 2005 , just on way out or back in from Bhangra Night :0 MISS that dark hair..

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Dolls…..work,work,work


Drive,drive,drive……clean,wash,shop…planning Mission Mumbai: episode 2, our nextv step on the entrepreneurial journey…whilst also talking to lavonne \ellis about her memoirs, coaxing her into sharing her story with us…

and..Roys Shirt is still in Mumbai, ….

and my hair’s dirty and I’m sat here doing that battle between getting enough sleep, and getting something done… find myself wondering what Katniss would do… seriously…

life feels a bit like The Hunger Games again…

crawling through my to-do list so slowly

oh…and told work that I will be leaving at he end of may which has pitched me into pretty much blind panic…but I really don’t think I could keep on getting up getting dressed and getting out every morning….I’m starting to crack , its only a matter of time before the real me emerges and disaster ensues ๐Ÿ™‚ I feel a bit like I’ve been taking poly-potion to blend in at work but its start to wear off, and the real me is much more Mad Eye Moody than Hermione…people there are nice…good people, but a bit on the quiet side for full scale Jen….its like working with Tigger on speed …. ๐Ÿ™‚

it also means I’ll be freer to blog, and I can focus 100% on desiSisters and Mission Mumbai for a couple of months, go back out to Mumbai and set everything up properly…

I’m taking my pension early and drawing down a quarter, will use to clear debts and some left over for possible house deposit in the future, the rest will give me a small income , not enough to live on but enough to stop me starving…and I can set desisisters up properly…

and I will get another job when I come back if I need to…one good thing to come out of going back to IT is that I remembered how much I enjoy coding…

anyway… think I;ve decided that Katniss would go bed because her back is killing her and parts of her neck muscle are going numb ๐Ÿ™‚

 

I have to work on desiSisters website, will give you all a shout when its done..

 

love an peace

 

jen xxx

 

 

 

lessons learnt from The Hunger Games and other things


All last week, and week before I’ve been thinking up this fancy post aboutย The Hunger Games… tips for survival from Katniss Everdean.. combined with a rundown of how I might fare as a tribute…. given the ‘Arena’ has neither Costa nor Aldi think there’d be serious words between me and the capitol peeps before I even stepped in there..

.. I was having a bit of a rough week at work… and needed something useful..to inspire em so went for ย a bit of katniss…

 

And there are things in the book that don’t come over in the film..stunning things….like..she slept! , our Katniss… once she got in there, with 23 (?) people out to murder her, she found some water, crawled up a tree, tied herself in…and slept :))

Lesson Number One : EVEN if you’re life is on the line… SLEEP

Food and drink …Noticed rations, and weapons, were at the forefront of concerns for all Tributes… Katniss sorted hers first…

.I’d be frantically looking for Costa and any plant that looked vaguely smokable. .nut

Lesson Number TWO : Sort out your own fuel.. food, water..

and then there’s staying true to yourself, not allowing the games/life to dehumanise you (Rue and the flowers) ,

and not being afraid to lose your temper…. ๐Ÿ™‚ can;t think why i love thatr ule so much..

then i got bored with the lessons and started thinking about how i might fare in the Hunger Games…

 

Things that might work in my favour..ย 

I’m clumsy ..very clumsy ..there’s a good chance I could kill half the tributes by accident, particularly if i was being helpful…

then there’s the brain thing… I don’t know what it is about me butย I can turn peoples brains to mush just by talking… I think I’m making sense but the eyes glaze over and they pass out..could be worth a try…I could try explaining SEO and see who was still alive when I’d finished?

I’m psychotic without coffee and cigarettes.. could quite possibly be the shortest game ever as I realise that fastest path to both of the above would be to murder everyone else in the arena..

It was a good read and joking apart, the pacing myself, sleep and food are all things I thought you were supposed to ignore to succeed but experience has taught me that when I don;t do those things I get to within yards of a spectacular finish, then collapse with exhaustion ย see Mission Mumbai, where I started well, but after 3 weeks of barely any sleep…’ excited kid’ syndrome, came back to UK with stock, collapsed with bugs/exhaustion and now still have 100+ cushions to sell.. not ordinary cushions..motivation, inspirational cushions..long story but definitely coming next

 

and The hunger games stuff… the war I want to win.. Desification of the nation.. restiring the ability to take life lightly everywhere..again..next chapter

 

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i need to learn to read letters properly!


Think my last post was pretty clear about the full extent of my money woes…and its not got any better.. in fact this is pretty much a panic post :)))))))))))))))))

I’ve been so busy reading a book about how to sort my money problems… I actually missed a huge one

usual post-christmas brokeness…was just hanging on till payday …which is now just four days away…

and surprise surprise ! clearing paperwork off the table , glanced at letter from the company I work for re: sick pay and realised I was on half pay for the last two weeks of sickness…ohmerrrrrrrrrrrgod!!

I remember getting the letter but something about the date obviously didn’t click.. I read it as mid-feb not mid JAN !! eeeeeeeeeeeek doesn’t quite describe it

have been frantically rejigging my spreadsheet trying to figure out how this is going to work

meanwhile, back in Mumbai I have a group of women waiting for phase two of Desisisters Mission Mumbai and I am still sharing my bedroom with 150 cushions that really should have been sold by now but I haven’t even done the sales page because I’ve been too busy worrying about money..

speechless…..

oh..I’m also ‘dieting’ … just to add to my difficulties I now have to navigate free foods, healthy extras and syns … slimming world….after years of hating slimming clubs have finally given in , in the hope that I can shift two stone and get my bhangra bod back before I hit 57 .. like I said, I am eternally optimistic

Nothing else for it but a few chapters of The Hunger Games before bed… give me courage to come up with the ‘jenvsDebt’ gameplan

and .. straighten my head so I can get Mumbai up and moving again…

apologies for possibly the dullest post ever.. but seriouslyย 25% of my pay will be missing on friday… ย think my next post may have to be instructional, 101 ways to get into debt without trying, or alternative;y, how to spend ยฃ60,000 on a few cappuccinos and a bag of weed .. ๐Ÿ™‚

 

talk soon