You scrape your butt off the bed at your usual time, get a coffee or tea into you and still, no matter what you do, you can't get started? It feels like it's taking me 10 minutes just to string a sentence together, and I have a business meeting in 2 hours! lol
Pound a red bull before your meeting. Hopefully it's quick, and you don't crash in the middle of it. Good luck.
So, I went to my "business" meeting today, with my energy level at pretty much half mast. I use "business" meeting loosely; I was at the local job shop, asking about a program they have through the provincial government that sends you to business school for about one year, and pays for your living expenses at the same time. They have stringent guidelines concerning the sort of clients they accept into their program: basically, you have to prove that you have exhausted your capability to find some dismal minimum wage job that doesn't even meet your needs. I suppose I could find said job within my skill sets, if I was either willing to give up on providing breastmilk for my child (formula is extortionately expensive, so I would have to take a 15 minutes break every 3 hours to pump so my supply doesn't dry up), or wear a facemask all day (I'm sensitive to commercial-grade cleaners), or take the bus for 2 or 3 hours one way while I travel all the way to timbuctu just to work.
Unfortunately, these aren't legitimate reasons for wanting to be self-employed, as far as the government is concerned. Well, I still have time left on my maternity leave. I guess I'll just have to be a little more ingenious where finding my funding is concerned.
It's frustrating, but I won't let it deter me! I'm a trooper, and troopers march on, no matter what.
I feel for you Frugal, and I also believe you will figure it out. Us frugal gals can be rather industrious and creative .
I do wish the meeting had gone your way though, Holly
Good luck to you. I am experienced in many forms of government silliness having dealt with them for some years from both sides of the table. I am sure a door will open for you!
Hang in there! It surely does seem like more often than not--at least in my life--we get tested to the absolute max before things turn a much needed corner. I remember (as just one simple example) pounding the street one spring in Portland, Oregon, hiding out from a wife I'd run from (believe it or not, I was emotionally abused by a five foot wife in that relatinship; that little lady scared me half to death). By the time I got my first miniscule paycheck from sales calls in a (yuch!) boiler room, I was one week from going homeless and one cheeseburger from symptoms of starvation.
Best monster cheeseburger I've had in my life.
That said, "government silliness" is definitely a hassle. Good luck beating the odds one more time!
Well... now I am told that I won't even be considered for that course, because I am not either: 1/ employed in a declining industry 2/ a seasonal worker looking to make year-round work for themselves 3/ leaving or left my previous industry due to medical reasons.
My mommy issues are not legit reasons for being accepted into that program, and neither is my sensitivity (not an all-out allergy) to cleaning chemicals.
Also, I was told I'd have to wait till the end of my mat leave (in May) before I could even apply.
Ah, the Canadian government worker in it's wisdom, verbatum: "We want to give incentives for improving the economy by opening up a small business, but we can only do so if you fit within this prescribed 10% of the population, which you don't."
Go me! lol
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