The Likes of Ya'll

If you're one of those there literal-types you're going to want to turn around and head right on out of this here town.

Go on, get.

This ain't no place for the likes of ya'll.

To Whom it May Concern:

Dear Builders,

I hate all of you. 

I dislike the mess and destruction you create. I despise your lack of attention to details. I think that the fact that you are unable to see the skirting that you're just cracked is a crime that should be punishable by death. That and the fact that you love to drill holes and never clean up after yourself. In cases like these I'm all for the chair.

I can't believe that I am dumb enough to pay you to break stuff that I've already paid you to make. Apparently I am, dumb enough that is. 

Perhaps there is something I'm missing. Maybe there are just some thing I do not understand. It's probably a whole lot harder than it looks. 

But the truth is I don't give shit. 

I want you out of my life,

Au Revoir Mother Fuckers. 

Difficult-To-Spare

My name ends in an 'i' not a 'y'. I am also a Ms., not a Mr. or a Mnr. You know what I'll even take a Mrs. ... It's not ideal but it is a whole lot better than the alternatives you seem intent on sending my way. 

I know it's difficult. A really tough concept to grasp. A lot like evolution. I also have no doubt that it is going to take time and some difficult-to-spare brain power but, and I can promise you this, it's going to be so worth it. Because no one wants to be the group's creationist name-butcher, no one.  

Big.Words.Scare.Me has gone Brazilian

You can pretend a normal bikini wax - a hedge-sculpting side, side and top - is fine. At least until you take the plunge, grit your teeth and head off for that much needed brazilian.

Afterwards you, and those lucky enough to experience it, know exactly why it is so.much.better.

This new site is exactly like that. Only without those bizarrely rare moments where you realise you're paying for a woman to be all up in your business with hot wax. 

A line in the sand

A Mid-life crisis? Perhaps.

Au revoir consulting; hello full-time farming and welcome back inspiration.

I'm turning 30 and I'm changing my life. It's time for the next big adventure* to begin.

* I'll be replacing the whole BWSM website with my new blog by next week. Yes please!