I had, what I thought, was a flash of inspiration, it was a 'Gerry Maguire' moment to be precise (No fool, not "you had me at hello"!!). Remember the part where he's in the locker room, asking the footballer "help me to help you".
Well there I was, wanting to start the discussion about going solo and I suddenly thought, why could'nt I be the caring sensitive emotionally atuned millenium man and ask herself what it is she needs for me to go solo. I had given much consideration to my own pavolovian, emotional and psychological needs (I had surmised that in order to start a business I needed, a dressing gown, a full fridge, a computer, a TV, oh yeah and a credit card with a paypal account to hide the money from the Tax people.)
So lying in bed one fateful night, I decided to pop the question, fully expecting herself to need some time, a week or so to come up with a list of fluffy, bunny rabbit needs. Without blinking she turned to me and machine gunned off 5 things. Straight out, she came, with a list of 5 issues that she was concerned about and worried about and needed adddressed in order to support my dive into independence. What were they?
- 6 months worth of the mortgage in the bank
- Propper financial accounting
- Complete compliance with all tax laws
- Somewhere to go so I wouldn’t sit in my dressing gown all day
- Somewhere to go so I wouldn’t eat and watch TV all day
Oh yeah and number 6, she didn’t want to be my boss and have to chase me on all these issues.