with Britt Reints
Forget the 9 to 5; Full Time, All the Time is a blog about the mobile working life - when you have the freedom to work from anywhere and the responsibility of always having your smartphone turned on. Britt Reints works as a freelance writer while traveling fulltime in an RV with her husband and two kids. She explores balancing real-life bills with an unconventional work life, and finding time to maintain relationships with family and friends.
You can also find Britt at InPursuitOfHappiness.net.
The only thing worse than attending a meeting is trying to schedule one.
If you work in one of those offices where the boss walks into a room and announces, “everyone in the sales room at 4!”, then you may simply hate meetings. If, however, you have ever had to respond to 38 emails in an effort to coordinate one meeting between 2 or more people - you get what I’m throwin’ down.
Enter: Tungle.me
The summer break is over, our children are home from vacation, and the family is officially back into the routine of a dual income household with two school aged children.
Like most families, we do what we have to do to get everything done. My husband and I rely on organizational systems that make sense for us, make compromises about what hast to get done and what can wait for another day, and practice a whole lot of cooperation in order to keep everything spinning.
You know what we don’t do?
Talk.
Although many business books have advised it, I’ve never found the nerve to go and get myself a mentor. Something about asking someone to give of their time and wisdom so freely - emphasis on free - causes me to break out in guilty hives.
What I have done, instead, is found myself a handful of role models.
Most of them don’t know that I watch them. And I assure you, that’s not nearly as creepy as it sounds. But it’s accurate. I watch their work from afar, taking note of how they interact with people and the things they are able to create. I’m not getting insider tips, but I’m paying closer attention than most and picking up on tiny details most people miss.
It’s like watching the guy in the back corner of the Broadway show I saw last week. The rest of the audience was captivated by the lead, but I was fascinated by the swinger in the back, hitting every step perfectly despite the fact that 90% of the theater couldn’t even see him.
But I digress. Role models.
Categories: Uncategorized, break from reality
When I was a little girl, I wanted to grow up and work in an office. I wanted to put on high heels and nylons every single day and carry a briefcase. I wanted to commute.
And I wanted to stride through the airport with my suitcase in one hand and frequent flyer card in the other, headed out on another very important business trip. Traveling for business has always sounded so glamorous to me.
And then I grew up and went to work in an office.
I had to wear high heels. And nylons. And it didn’t matter that it was too hot for nylons or that flip flops were the only thing that could have made a 12 hour work day more comfortable. I had to commute.
And I had to travel for work.
