When you’re trying to start your own business (or in our case, trying to start four businesses pretty much simultaneously, on a shoestring and without physically coming to blows), it is very important that you surround yourselves with things that will increase your chance of success.
We’ve had the post-its for a long time now. I now class those as essentials. We’ve had a few recent issues with some dropping off the walls due to our desperate open balcony door – floor fan – open bedroom window breeze inducing triangulation. But we’re taking it all in our stride.
I keep getting The Mack to put new bulbs in all of the ceiling spots. As if, somehow, the extra wattage will illuminate my ideas and stop them being so bloody dim. It mainly just shows up all the dust. And gives The Mack eye strain.
I’ve bought some plants. For that all-important 4pm oxygen hit. And for the seed-nurture-growth symbolism. And finally, for sustenance – if all the projects should fail, we will be able to live off two different types of basil. The mint plant has contracted some sort of blight. It’s essentially dead from the roots up. I’m choosing not to see that as symbolic.
But now that the launch of Be Neighbourly is imminent, I felt we needed something more. Something that would make us feel importantly business-like, but that wouldn’t break the bank. Something that we could, quite literally, pin our dreams on.
So I invested twenty-five quid and bought us a whiteboard. It was delivered yesterday. And it is magnificent.
Already, I can see how it’s helping. Just looking at it makes me think of all the graphs I could be plotting, the targets we can set (Q3 and Q4), the inspirational Steve Jobs or Katie Price quotes I can write every morning.
The pens were missing from the delivery, but that’s just a minor setback.
I feel certain that the whiteboard, in all its splendid 1200mm x 900mm oversized impracticality, will give us that competitive edge. The reverse side is magnetic. So we can multi-task – conceptual mind-maps on front, securely fastened important documents on the back.
The magnets were missing from the delivery, too, but, again, no biggie.
It is the size of our dining table. We don’t really have anywhere to put it (maybe we could get rid of the dining table?), and it is so cheaply constructed that the whiteboard surface has a definite ripple effect when viewed from the side. But I don’t care. It has a flip out tray for the missing marker pens. It has an eraser. And it makes me feel so goddamn businesslike, I want to air punch every time I look at it.