THE DIARY OF A HOUSEWIFE

  Fake it till you make it! What does that really mean?  An inducement to portray a false image? Or encouragement to project confidence? When prospective clients contact me I tell them from the very start, who I am, what I do, what I can do as an editor & publisher & what I can't & am unwilling to do for them. I don't like to project myself bigger & better than I am & I don't give them exaggerated promises which I may find tough to keep. I refuse to fake it even though I have been told I will never make it if I don't. Even to my friends "I am who I am" - I don't like to pretend, I show what I am all about - you get what you see.  What does masking my feelings and abilities say about me? Isn't it dishonesty to hide your true self from the world? "Faking it" will result in more harm than good and can land you in a deep pool of slush you can never get out of.   At work admitting I don’t have the credentials or experience need

The heart wrenching images and videos of families losing their loved ones have been splashed around the media the last few weeks. The corona virus has entered our lives once again, deadlier and meaner than last time gripping us in its deadly clutches - it's goal - only one - cross off as many people as it can on it's list. But what I have failed to understand is why its war cries are falling on deaf ears. Fed up and frustrated with the jail sentence everyone had patiently endured last year, they have broken the chains or should I say smashed their way through the bars of their lock-ups to roam free like a wild animal. Why do I call them wild animals? Because most of us are behaving like untamed creatures who were captured, forced to live under a lockdown and when let loose are now running amok without a care in the world. I saw a video of 40 people caught by the police in a closed store shopping for clothes for a festival. When the police raided the shuttered store, the 40 or s