My youth comes to an end...
It's not really that bad, but my 22nd birthday is coming up, and that signals the end of my excuses for frivolity and general dopeyness. People will now expect me to behave in accordance with the unwritten rules of the emotionally suppressed and boring
It's hardly my fault that I'm a bit daft. I am suspecting that I actually have fibromyalgia, because from what I have read, there are some strong correlations between problems that I have been having and fibro.
Anyway, that's not the point. I wrote earlier that I was considering starting a wedding planning business with some friends. Well, I've decided to have a cocktail party, and what better event to cut our teeth on than something on which we can't get sued over for doing a dodgy job! As if we'd be less than perfect but this has great potential to be fun.
What I'd like to do is get in contact with event planners and see what their take on the business is, because I am aware that my view is exceptionally rose-coloured at the moment. No amount of birthdays will ever kill my optimism, but I like to see the whole picture, get a realistic view of it.
I'm also thinkiing of doing this copywriting course with Michael Masterton, because he certainly seems to get results with his students. Copywriting, while not exactly what I had dreamed of doing with my life, is certainly something that every business needs - I'm not kidding, I've seen some shockers in my time. If anybody reads this who knows something about Michael Masterton, could you make a comment please?
Both event planning and copywriting are miles away from my real qualification, psychology. Could this be a viable plan, to change careers so early, or is it just a pie in the sky fantasy?