I've really enjoyed today.
I've updated the desk top publishing section on my web site, and posted a total of three articles to my submission sites I usually use. basically now, my website is bang up to date ready for the magazine launch in January.
This gives me two aspects of my site for back end sales - the software sales and the book centre, which I updated yesterday. So, all told, I've spent about ten hours on my business over the last two days.
And now, unfortunately, it's back to work tomorrow. Productivity stops, and dreams and plans are once again suspended for, and on behalf of, the job.
Can't wait to leave!
Sunday 30 October 2011
Saturday 29 October 2011
Saturday 29th October 2011
I've had a really productive day today after waking up early at 6am. All the housework, washing, drying and ironing was done by 11am! I love not working the job - I get so much done instead of having to search lorries all the time.
Highlight of the day today was I sold one of my books to a Facebook friend, and, as such, today was my first official book signing day. As well as that, I've sold another one of my books through my publishers, an ipad/ipod sale.
Productivity carried on after I got back from dropping the book off to my customer. I've balanced up my web pages, updating my book centre and Christmas sections to take into account the new books which I've now published. I was going to change the prices of the downloads but, in the end, I couldn't be arsed with going through all that bother with Paypal, downloading the pages, editing them, and finally uploading them again with the more expensive prices, so all downloads are still just a pound!
So, all told, I've spent about 5 hours on the business today, and it's now just after midnight on the night the clocks back an hour here in the UK for British Winter Time, so it's also bedtime for me!
Highlight of the day today was I sold one of my books to a Facebook friend, and, as such, today was my first official book signing day. As well as that, I've sold another one of my books through my publishers, an ipad/ipod sale.
Productivity carried on after I got back from dropping the book off to my customer. I've balanced up my web pages, updating my book centre and Christmas sections to take into account the new books which I've now published. I was going to change the prices of the downloads but, in the end, I couldn't be arsed with going through all that bother with Paypal, downloading the pages, editing them, and finally uploading them again with the more expensive prices, so all downloads are still just a pound!
So, all told, I've spent about 5 hours on the business today, and it's now just after midnight on the night the clocks back an hour here in the UK for British Winter Time, so it's also bedtime for me!
Friday 28th October 2011
Finished work at 3pm today, and I've really been looking forward to it. Baby Daughter was still out when I got back home as she's working a shift at the local Sainsbury's after a night out in London with one of her friends from her other job, the night club.
Anyway, I've specifically made a point of ringing the publishers I've previously used and I've sent them the PDF file of my sales brochure to get a quote for printing them off. The idea here is that I send one out with every issue of the magazine from January and see if I can drum up trade that way.
Anyway, I've specifically made a point of ringing the publishers I've previously used and I've sent them the PDF file of my sales brochure to get a quote for printing them off. The idea here is that I send one out with every issue of the magazine from January and see if I can drum up trade that way.
Thursday 27 October 2011
Thursday 27th October 2011
Another 12 and half shift today. I've started my accounts sheet so I can keep a record of all my expenditure and income - with the intention of updating it daily.
Obvious aim here is to maximise Income and minimise expenditure. I've got the £44.00 back off Andy which is the refund from the hotel as I didn't stay Sunday night, coming back home early.
So, all told this week, I've designed my book brochure (which took all day to do Saturday), started my accounts sheet, and I'm still reading an hour's worth or so every night of The Laws Of Success by Napoleon Hill.
Just wish I could stop using the internet so much for crap and use it instead for business work. I'm just really tired and cannot focus my brain enough to work, so I'm idling the time away again - wasting time - just checking through websites which are neither important, or of any significance to my business or money making plans.
Obvious aim here is to maximise Income and minimise expenditure. I've got the £44.00 back off Andy which is the refund from the hotel as I didn't stay Sunday night, coming back home early.
So, all told this week, I've designed my book brochure (which took all day to do Saturday), started my accounts sheet, and I'm still reading an hour's worth or so every night of The Laws Of Success by Napoleon Hill.
Just wish I could stop using the internet so much for crap and use it instead for business work. I'm just really tired and cannot focus my brain enough to work, so I'm idling the time away again - wasting time - just checking through websites which are neither important, or of any significance to my business or money making plans.
Wednesday 26th October 2011
Picture an horror film we've all seen. A dark road, cars and lorries left where they'd stopped, headlights on. It's not an horror film - it's the scene that greeted me at 6.15am this morning.
Anglia Water had closed the road overnight as expected, but they'd had a problem which meant that the repair wasn't finished. Nett result = Massive Road Closure.
Although the road was opened again at 7am for a while, it still meant that I had to walk into the site, into the security office, grab the keys for the van and back gate, then speed through the site back to the main Estuary Road entrance where I picked up around 6 employees in their cars, and escorted them around the back road alongside the river and through the back gate onto site to get them into work.
Severe pressure all day.
Anglia Water had closed the road overnight as expected, but they'd had a problem which meant that the repair wasn't finished. Nett result = Massive Road Closure.
Although the road was opened again at 7am for a while, it still meant that I had to walk into the site, into the security office, grab the keys for the van and back gate, then speed through the site back to the main Estuary Road entrance where I picked up around 6 employees in their cars, and escorted them around the back road alongside the river and through the back gate onto site to get them into work.
Severe pressure all day.
Tuesday 25 October 2011
Tuesday 25th October 2011
Guess we'd better start the diary part of the job then, hadn't I really?
OK, here's my first entry as such.
Worked 06.30 - 15.00. Today, the lorries started coming in at 6.20am and didn't stop until around 8.30am. I am a security guard whose job is to make sure all lorries entering the site are legal and the drivers properly qualified to carry dangerous chemicals.
Really stressful day, they're talking about the main entrance road being closed down tomorrow so Anglia Water can repair a burst water main. Total, unequivocal shit if they do so with having to supervise lots of lorries and cars, as well as staff, diverting along the docks road onto the back of the site.
And I'm angry, more than anything, with my colleague again muscling in and trying to control something he's not involved in and totally doesn't understand.
I so much want to leave this job at the moment, today, more so than normal.
OK, here's my first entry as such.
Worked 06.30 - 15.00. Today, the lorries started coming in at 6.20am and didn't stop until around 8.30am. I am a security guard whose job is to make sure all lorries entering the site are legal and the drivers properly qualified to carry dangerous chemicals.
Really stressful day, they're talking about the main entrance road being closed down tomorrow so Anglia Water can repair a burst water main. Total, unequivocal shit if they do so with having to supervise lots of lorries and cars, as well as staff, diverting along the docks road onto the back of the site.
And I'm angry, more than anything, with my colleague again muscling in and trying to control something he's not involved in and totally doesn't understand.
I so much want to leave this job at the moment, today, more so than normal.
Monday 24 October 2011
I've Been Back Home Part 2
I went back home for 2 days, and Sunday was the 2nd day. The day started off OK, with me waking up early in the hotel room, and the plan was to go to Bushbury Crematorium to put the first bunch of flowers on my Grandmothers' grave.
It was the first visit to Bushbury for me for almost 26 years or so. The Crem was ever so vaguely familiar and I soon found my bearings again. The problem was though that I couldn't find my Grandmother's grave.
I walked around for hours, up and down the rows, trying to find her grave, but just couldn't see it anywhere. I know Bushbury lay out it's residents differently - Catholics in one part, C of E in another, Polish in yet another and so on but I walked around what must have been half the massive cemetery but just couldn't find her.
I'll definitely try again next time I'm up there. Hoping to go back again in March, or thereabouts, but on a weekday, when the office will be open. Just sorry I couldn't find her grave.
Time had ran away from me at Bushbury. I just happened to glance at my watch and saw it was 11.30am - I had to meet my special friend G. at 12. I met her in the end at 12.10, after having got lost on the Birmingham New Road!
I picked G. up and we drove to Cannock Chase, through James Bridge so I could put the flowers on my parent's grave. Must say, doing so made me feel a little better, I've taken a note on their plot number and I'm aiming on getting the gravestone cleaned up and resited with my mum listed on the stone under Dad's name.
So, having left James Bridge, we drove through Willenhall, where I called into Tesco's to top up my mobile phone and discovered the Neptune Inn was not an inn anymore! Then, onto Cannock, watching out for a decent pub serving dinners on the way. We didn't find any, so we settled for a place in Cannock town centre, the name of which escapes me - the Longford I think. We broke the rules here - we didn't settle for Sunday dinner - we opted for the ("Usually unavailable on a Sunday") Fish & Chips!
Then, after eating, we headed to the centre of Cannock Chase, where we visited a World War 1 training camp museum and had a walk, and a photoshoot, through part of the massive forest.
It was the first visit to Bushbury for me for almost 26 years or so. The Crem was ever so vaguely familiar and I soon found my bearings again. The problem was though that I couldn't find my Grandmother's grave.
I walked around for hours, up and down the rows, trying to find her grave, but just couldn't see it anywhere. I know Bushbury lay out it's residents differently - Catholics in one part, C of E in another, Polish in yet another and so on but I walked around what must have been half the massive cemetery but just couldn't find her.
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| Main admin office at Bushbury Cemetery, including the Memorial Room |
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| The Book of Remembrance, held in the Memorial Room |
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| I remember this part of the cemetery from childhood. There used to be a fish pond here with a bridge over it |
Time had ran away from me at Bushbury. I just happened to glance at my watch and saw it was 11.30am - I had to meet my special friend G. at 12. I met her in the end at 12.10, after having got lost on the Birmingham New Road!
I picked G. up and we drove to Cannock Chase, through James Bridge so I could put the flowers on my parent's grave. Must say, doing so made me feel a little better, I've taken a note on their plot number and I'm aiming on getting the gravestone cleaned up and resited with my mum listed on the stone under Dad's name.
So, having left James Bridge, we drove through Willenhall, where I called into Tesco's to top up my mobile phone and discovered the Neptune Inn was not an inn anymore! Then, onto Cannock, watching out for a decent pub serving dinners on the way. We didn't find any, so we settled for a place in Cannock town centre, the name of which escapes me - the Longford I think. We broke the rules here - we didn't settle for Sunday dinner - we opted for the ("Usually unavailable on a Sunday") Fish & Chips!
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| Dinner at Cannock - Is this the Longford? |
Then, after eating, we headed to the centre of Cannock Chase, where we visited a World War 1 training camp museum and had a walk, and a photoshoot, through part of the massive forest.
Then, from Cannock, we drove back to West Bromwich where the weekend, that special weekend, ended, I said goodbye to G, and left my Homeland - the West Midlands at 6.30pm, getting back home in Norfolk at 9.30pm.
And now, it's back to business, I have a future to plan and ensure I earn enough to pay for. I now have the start of a new future, and whether I end my life back in the West Midlands where I started out back in 1964 remains to be seen.
Let's get my life sorted out first, shall we? I don't know what the future holds in store, or where I'm going to go, let alone end up. This blog - and the book - will record will record my journey, every step of the way.
Exciting, isn't it?
Sunday 23 October 2011
I've Been Back Home
I've been back home. Although I now live in Norfolk here in the UK, I was actually brought up in the West Midlands, notably, in Darlaston, to be exact. And, for the first time in 21 years, I went back home.
It was a trip that took a long time to plan, was fairly expensive to go, but it was worth it as I made contact with an old friend at the same time (which was the original reason for going in the first place.)
I booked into the Premier Inn at West Bromwich slightly earlier than planned on the Saturday, so, to kill time, I went Darlaston, the town I grew up in.
I don't know really what I was expecting, but I do know I felt an overpowering sense of loneliness as I got there. I guess I've still got to get used to doing things on my own (I've only been separated 12 months). Everything's changed as well of course.
My first port of call was James Bridge Cemetery, where my parents are. I was already feeling delicate and the sight of my parent's grave (with just my Dad listed on it - my mother died much later) was a terrible sight.
Part of my plan for this weekend was to buy flowers for my parents grave. Upset, I dove to Darlaston where I parked up on the ASDA car park in Darlaston Town Centre. This is where I used to work on the nightshift in 1982, starting work about 9 weeks before that Christmas, being laid off December 24th, then recalled back to work there in around February 1983 as the store decided to take on a permanent night shift. I can't remember how long I worked there, I guess it was something like 4 or 5 years until I left home (and the job) at the same time.
So, I parked up on the ASDA car park. They've sort of opened up Darlaston town centre now, so it looks as if ASDA is the focal point, making the main front entrance off the main town centre now, making it more viable I guess for ASDA to say they're supporting the town. It was far different in my time there, where ASDA, as a self contained unit, was largely responsible for killing off the town - before it, also, closed. I'm not sure how long the renewed ASDA, complete with it's new entrance, has been open again.
I walked up and down Darlaston town centre, shops that were there have now been converted into flats, the Midland Bank on the Bull Stake is now a wine bar, and, having walked up and down, I recognised only one shop which is still in it's original position on the High Street, Middleton's chippy, opposite St Joseph's Roman Catholic church.
The walk around the town centre, which used to take an hour, now takes only ten minutes or so, and I walked back to ASDA. Of course, I had to have a look around. I brought this years edition of the Black Country Bugle annual as a self brought Christmas present, a garden pot of Spring bulbs (I now have a bit of Darlaston in my Norfolk back garden) and flowers from my parents' and grandmother's graves.
Afterwards, I drove to my childhood homes - firstly, in Rough Hay Road, then, turning left at the top of Addenbrooke Street, I drove to Darlaston Green where I picked up and drove down to the bottom of Booth Street, which is devoid of the shops it used to have.
Happy memories, and I planned to take photos the next day before I left to go back to my (present) home in Norfolk. Sunday's another a chapter, another blog post.
It was a trip that took a long time to plan, was fairly expensive to go, but it was worth it as I made contact with an old friend at the same time (which was the original reason for going in the first place.)
I booked into the Premier Inn at West Bromwich slightly earlier than planned on the Saturday, so, to kill time, I went Darlaston, the town I grew up in.
I don't know really what I was expecting, but I do know I felt an overpowering sense of loneliness as I got there. I guess I've still got to get used to doing things on my own (I've only been separated 12 months). Everything's changed as well of course.
My first port of call was James Bridge Cemetery, where my parents are. I was already feeling delicate and the sight of my parent's grave (with just my Dad listed on it - my mother died much later) was a terrible sight.
Part of my plan for this weekend was to buy flowers for my parents grave. Upset, I dove to Darlaston where I parked up on the ASDA car park in Darlaston Town Centre. This is where I used to work on the nightshift in 1982, starting work about 9 weeks before that Christmas, being laid off December 24th, then recalled back to work there in around February 1983 as the store decided to take on a permanent night shift. I can't remember how long I worked there, I guess it was something like 4 or 5 years until I left home (and the job) at the same time.
So, I parked up on the ASDA car park. They've sort of opened up Darlaston town centre now, so it looks as if ASDA is the focal point, making the main front entrance off the main town centre now, making it more viable I guess for ASDA to say they're supporting the town. It was far different in my time there, where ASDA, as a self contained unit, was largely responsible for killing off the town - before it, also, closed. I'm not sure how long the renewed ASDA, complete with it's new entrance, has been open again.
I walked up and down Darlaston town centre, shops that were there have now been converted into flats, the Midland Bank on the Bull Stake is now a wine bar, and, having walked up and down, I recognised only one shop which is still in it's original position on the High Street, Middleton's chippy, opposite St Joseph's Roman Catholic church.
The walk around the town centre, which used to take an hour, now takes only ten minutes or so, and I walked back to ASDA. Of course, I had to have a look around. I brought this years edition of the Black Country Bugle annual as a self brought Christmas present, a garden pot of Spring bulbs (I now have a bit of Darlaston in my Norfolk back garden) and flowers from my parents' and grandmother's graves.
Afterwards, I drove to my childhood homes - firstly, in Rough Hay Road, then, turning left at the top of Addenbrooke Street, I drove to Darlaston Green where I picked up and drove down to the bottom of Booth Street, which is devoid of the shops it used to have.
Happy memories, and I planned to take photos the next day before I left to go back to my (present) home in Norfolk. Sunday's another a chapter, another blog post.
23 October 2011 - Definite Chief Aim
By October 17th, 2014, I will be earning a gross weekly income of £1,923.08, which equates to £100,000 pa or, £274.00 daily over seven days.
I will be earning this sum of money because I will be running a successful informational and publishing business, concentrating on residue income, which I shall build up every day, as oppose to concentrating on earning enough money just to survive and pay the bills.
I will work on my business on a full time basis and will continually, 100%, seek to improve yesterday's income.The business will be run utilising agents, sales reps, web pages, affiliates and built up by running a magazine purely with the objective of trapping advertising revenue.
I will be a really personable person whose business is set up to help and encourage others along the pathway to success, and as a just reward for this, I shall be paid well as I will be helping others satisfy the demands of themselves and the Universe as a whole.
I will walk through life without fear, pride or prejudice. I shall, at all times, be neat, tidy and organised, both in life and finance. I shall save a minimum of 5% of my income to start off with without fail starting 11th November 2011, my next payday.
Finally, by October, 2014 I shall have large reserves in the bank, shall be debt free, and own my own house again. I shall be healthy, physically attractive and financially independent. I shall be in control of my life, and will remain so for a very long time afterwards until the day I die.
I have magnetised my mind with the intense desire for riches have become money conscious and this desire for money drives me to create definite plans for achieving it.
I will be earning this sum of money because I will be running a successful informational and publishing business, concentrating on residue income, which I shall build up every day, as oppose to concentrating on earning enough money just to survive and pay the bills.
I will work on my business on a full time basis and will continually, 100%, seek to improve yesterday's income.The business will be run utilising agents, sales reps, web pages, affiliates and built up by running a magazine purely with the objective of trapping advertising revenue.
I will be a really personable person whose business is set up to help and encourage others along the pathway to success, and as a just reward for this, I shall be paid well as I will be helping others satisfy the demands of themselves and the Universe as a whole.
I will walk through life without fear, pride or prejudice. I shall, at all times, be neat, tidy and organised, both in life and finance. I shall save a minimum of 5% of my income to start off with without fail starting 11th November 2011, my next payday.
Finally, by October, 2014 I shall have large reserves in the bank, shall be debt free, and own my own house again. I shall be healthy, physically attractive and financially independent. I shall be in control of my life, and will remain so for a very long time afterwards until the day I die.
I have magnetised my mind with the intense desire for riches have become money conscious and this desire for money drives me to create definite plans for achieving it.
Welcome to My Life
This blog - which is also being converted to a paperback book as I write on a daily basis, will be my legacy. I am a divorced man of 47, with one natural daughter, who lives with me, and three adopted step children. God, I hate using that word "Step", sounds really horrible.
The blog, and it's consequent paperback volume (hopefully volumes) is being constructed to detail exactly how I get from where I am now, to where I want to be, working a successful business from home, which would allow me to give up a job I loathe.
This means I must both get out of debt AND save enough money to be able to pay all bills for at least the first twelve months after I start out. I'm aiming to start out December 2015, when I'll be 50. I've chosen this date because my Dad died when he was 49, penniless and broke.
That's not going to happen to me. I appreciate life, and I want - owe myself - to make something out of it before that final day, and final breath, comes to me.
Here we go!
The blog, and it's consequent paperback volume (hopefully volumes) is being constructed to detail exactly how I get from where I am now, to where I want to be, working a successful business from home, which would allow me to give up a job I loathe.
This means I must both get out of debt AND save enough money to be able to pay all bills for at least the first twelve months after I start out. I'm aiming to start out December 2015, when I'll be 50. I've chosen this date because my Dad died when he was 49, penniless and broke.
That's not going to happen to me. I appreciate life, and I want - owe myself - to make something out of it before that final day, and final breath, comes to me.
Here we go!
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