At the conference yesterday, a certain famous French business man came to give a key note speech. As part of that speech he used an analogy that my father used at my own wedding when he proposed to my other half... "I hope you make a pig of a husband"....
The story goes like this:
A chicken was talking with a pig about how good their farmer was to them in the way he provided shelter, food, and protected them from danger. The chicken thought it would be a nice gesture to show their gratitude to the farmer by serving him a breakfast of bacon and eggs the next morning.
The pig thought about it for a while and then commented, "Let me see if I have this right. We are going to provide the good farmer with a breakfast of bacon and eggs. As I see it, you will be involved in the project and I will be committed to it!"
The objective, of course, was to convince us that we should be pigs.
Whether I like it or not, I've concluded I am. If two 12 hour days isn't enough to prove the point, I've also cancelled a meeting on Friday with a potential new employer.
I'm convinced it's the right decision. More than anything, it's one less plate to spin.
And at 10 DPO tomorrow, I've got enough spinning in my head thanks very much!
oink x
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