I’ve abruptly rediscovered my skills in speed proposal-ing (which is different from bs-ing :p).
Perhaps the last 8 years in media have been a splendid training ground after all. All that tough grueling, late nights, crazy rush to submit tender documents, last minute amendments to pitch presentations have finally paid off. I can actually give birth to a marketing plan at the touch of the keyboard – especially so if it’s on a nice one if I may add. And as I furiously typed away the ideas, strategies, conjured sales tactics, craft and delivered my final summation in (my first ever) record time, a sense of satisfaction & pride enveloped me.
It may not have been a masterpiece but it met every bit of the brief and more.
Who knows, I might have a promising future in being a cheap and decent labour after all…though yes it’s nothing to be proud of (that ego still exists beneath all that muddlehood). But if it pays for some hi-tea adventures with the little boy and the occasional indulgence of new togs to go with the new plus size, it might be too tempting to resist while I figure things out.