Is being disorganised costing you more than you realise?

It’s my mum’s birthday this week, and despite the date being firmly etched in my mind since I was about 10 years old, for some reason I (yet again) failed to organise buying a gift early enough. Don’t get me wrong, thanks to online shopping and next day delivery she will have something nice to open on the day, but getting her something she’ll love came at a cost. A cost that would have been far less should I have just been a bit more organised and not been forced to buy from the only website that could guarantee super fast delivery. This got me thinking about how many other times I’d paid over-the-odds for something due to being on the last minute, or spent far too much time searching for something suitable because I’d missed the boat on the perfect item. I can’t be the only person to have experienced this, surely? Which got me wondering about the financial impact being disorganised has in business.

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You are never too young for PMA...

Before you read any further, I just want to reassure you that I am not an alternative parent. I don’t really read parenting books, I believe that bottle feeding is fine and frequently gave my daughter Ella’s Kitchen sachets and didn’t worry that I was an unfit mother. But, I do have pretty strong views on how I want to raise my daughter who is 5. I want her to be happy, have fun and be kind to others. I don’t want her to take life as seriously as I did when I was a child, I don’t want her to worry over little things and I want her to pursue what she loves in life.

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IT AIN’T WHAT YOU DO, IT’S THE WAY THAT YOU DO IT

“Oh isn’t he just amazing? He can do no wrong. Oh look at what a superstar he is. Yay.” I was annoying myself with my own sarcastic thoughts. But it was true, Alan was like a cat; whichever way he fell, he always landed on his feet. And he always seemed to get the cream too; pay rises, recognition, praise, status. Eugh.

Having just read the above, you may find what I’m about to say difficult to believe, but I’m normally the first to be happy for someone to receive these rewards and recognition. The work I do is all about helping people to grow, develop and succeed, and nothing makes me happier than seeing people achieve their goals and reap the rewards. So what was so different here? Well, aside from it being earlier in my career when I allowed my immaturity to rear its ugly head, the issue was probably far less to do with Alan and more to do with his manager, I just didn’t project my frustrations in that direction at the time.

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The Grouch who stole happiness

“Slam!” Her handbag hit the desk with the loudest bang possible and everyone in the office jumped. Today was going to be one of those days, or I should say, ANOTHER of those days.

This experience of my then manager’s lack of emotional intelligence was a long time ago now, but the negative feelings it gave rise to stuck with me for years. How could one person have such an adverse effect on a whole office of people?

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