The Week That Was

Well last Monday was positively charged with positivity.  Me and my not yet legal business partner had a meeting with an older colleague who had a wealth of information about our new business venture.  She had confidence in us, which was so important to me and as we chatted away and picked her brains we inadvertently made her get incredibly excited about our venture too!  After the meeting me and the BP had a pint and dutifully started planning our next move, company name etc.

Tuesday I spent asking for a favour or two.  We needed a designer for our logo and a valued friend who happens to be an Art Director agreed to do it.  Meanwhile I spent all day trying to read up on actually setting up a business - will we be a partnership, an LLP, a PLC or a dingdongdee?  After reading and doing some online business tests I realised that we need to organise a chat with an accountant.  A nice, properly qualified chap or chappess who can relay this maze of information to me in bite sized portions.  

Wednesday was driving lesson day.  I'd convinced myself that after my previous week's performance (I thought I did pretty well) this would be a more involved and enlightened day.  I actually waited outside on the pavement in anticipation of Abdul's arrival.  We drove to our "spot" where he made sure I can remember how to put my seat belt on and adjust my headrest etc.  But then he said the words that changed the whole experience "today I'm going to show you a different way of moving off..." - me blind panic, I thought there was only one effing way, the way you showed me last week.  Well apparently not, there are two ways, and there are  reasons but they all melted away into different biting points.  

How he tried, we stopped, started, parked, started, parked, again and again.  Drove into scary busy lanes and I felt poor Abdul holding on to his seat for dear life.  Well that was until the local schools started to empty.  Cars were coming from both directions, mothers, prams but no children at this point - thank God.  So I approach a zebra crossing at probably 15 miles an hour when a woman runs across the crossing from nowhere and what do I do??  Miss the brake and floor the accelerator.  Abdul ever the good instructor prevents me from sending her 50ft into the air and brakes for me.  She waves with an apology and meanwhile I just want to undo my seat belt, unlock the door, go home and whimper in the corner.  Abdul has a different idea, "come on now keep driving" whilst directing me into one of the busiest roads in NW6. 

Thursday I was a little hungover.  Wednesday's experience sent me to the pub to meet a friend for a quick drink and then over dinner I shared/had a bottle of wine with Mr C whilst relaying/boring him with the horror of my afternoon.  However I did research a lot of websites.  I came away thinking they looked a little dated and not representative of the creative industries they represent but they must be doing something right as they're making money.  I want a website that either we create or we find some lovely peeps to help us (payment = a delicious dinner?).  It'll be a simple layout but nicely designed with some bite.  

And Friday came all wrapped up with that end of the week feeling.  I spent time doing more research into what our competitors are doing right now, drinking a lot of tea and trying to visualise me and my BP actually getting this off the ground.  We will be in a very competitive market and our knowledge is very one sided but I'm hoping that talking with the right people will even this out.  I won't tell you what the business is just yet as I don't want to jinx it until we are in a good place.  We need to make sure all the boxes are ticked and every thing's underlined.

Finally don't download W.E.L.D.E.R. - it's the app of the moment.  Weekend newspapers were hastily read and books held no meaning... it was all about W.E.L.D.E.R.  I just LOVE it!