Living Our Sunshine with Susann Deysel
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Can I have just 1 hour to myself – please?

I can’t be the only only working mom that feels like I just don’t have enough time in my life to take over the world – as per the very well thought out plan at the beginning of 2020. FFS!

Me: “I want a magical Unicorn for Christmas”
Santa: “Be realistic”
Me: “Okay. I want 5 minutes to myself each day to drink my coffee hot and pee in peace.”
Santa: “What color Unicorn would you like?”

I recently sent this to someone…

When I say I have no time I mean I have barely enough time to sleep with 2 toddlers half day at school and without the perk of the usual nanny. Add to that a husband that is as disruptive as a toddler that inhabited my home office space and has gotten so comfortable that he decided to never go into office again 😂😂😂 It took awhile to convince dear mother-in-law to fly in but guess who scores a few hours a day? 😁 This girl right here!

Time Management isn’t the issue because I manage what little I have perfectly

When I say I have no time I really mean that this Corona thing has f*cked up a thing that was purring beautifully like my Sandton. My work vs family vs self-care time was distributed nicely wrapped up in a cute little bow…

Those first few months in hard lockdown I was shattered. My hands were shaking by the end of the day and then I still needed to sit behind my desk and accomplish something.

Life is sweet

I’d lie if I didn’t say that I enjoyed getting to know the kids a little more over lockdown. The extra family time was not wasted – it was just nerve wracking by the end of the day.

I don’t know what the future holds, but right now life is pretty schweeeeeeet.

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How did they know I stepped out of the office?

I don’t know why, but each time I go out of the office for a meeting one of my clients have an emergency. It’s like they can sense that I will be muting my phone – because I haven’t had anyone call me all week with any issues (other than the 2 days I literally stopped at the meeting venues).

It’s strange to think that I last worked at an office more than a year ago. I sometimes miss the coffee times or the long walk to Woolworths on the other side of Sandton City. I miss my colleagues even if all of them have moved on to other companies. I miss joking around and slacking off the days that I didn’t feel like working.

… don’t get me wrong, I still slack off some days to go have a coffee or indulge in a day of shopping – but what’s the fun in sneaking around from yourself?

So anyway, just because I mentioned the 2 days of meetings I want to show you something from my cupboard that I like to wear out… on my feet and arm 🙂

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A day in the life of a work-from-home mom

I don’t like doing personal posts. I jealously guard over my privacy – and I’ve been like that since forever. Sometimes I will have too much Afrikoa chocolate and feel “more optimistic” and then write a post that gives glimpses into my life.

It has been a year since I left the corporate world. When I was part of that world I didn’t realise just how much it affected my well-being. Now, reflecting back on that I was blinded by my drive to succeed and chase numbers.

This week I bought cups, plates and a sweetie dish for my office. I also stocked my office cupboard with snacks. Last month I dyed my hair pink – something that my corporate contract didn’t allow for. I’ve made my home work space the creative space that I need to be happy – and I get to spend the whole day with my cats. Don’t get me wrong, I spend a lot more time working, but I choose the hours that I’m more productive and have time to do the things that I love.

I have to admit, it’s not always roses when you work from home. A teething toddler who has the nasty habit of howling at the top of her lungs after each nap makes for interesting times. Or husband coming home early and literally waltzing by like a tornado with a flurry of words… The worst however is when you get sick, there is nobody to call or stand in for you – it is all on you.

But then I can thank my stars that I don’t have to sit in traffic to Sandton anymore and wasting 2 hours of my life a day in a car.

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