November 3   Opportunity Knocks

opportunity knocks Dating is a serious business that requires thought, preparation and action to avoid wasting time and energy. My daughter has neither, I have both. So now it’s time to put some strategies in place. Time to recognise opportunities and grasp them firmly with both hands. And if opportunities don’t seem immediately apparent – create them!
My first strategy is: Start With Who You Know
This means dusting off those old address books, and I mean the hard copy, pre-mobile kind, for those friends and family members you’ve lost touch with. In 1986, the year my daughter was born, married me lived in Couples Kingdom. You know, a circle of married couples who socialised …….and competed. The house; the car; the holidays; the kids who could recite the alphabet at the age of 18 months! Four of us had children that year and my daughter, the only girl, was the last of them. Three potential leads! You might think it would be weird calling out of the blue after many years but it’s the easiest thing in the world to open with “I came across your number in my old address book and just wanted to find out how you’re doing” It’s human nature to want to talk about ourselves and we appreciate those who take to listen. Is it always possible to rekindle a friendship? Take the quiz to find out.

  • Friends are those rare people who ask how you are and then wait for an answer (Author Unknown)
  • Unfortunately the leads sank like lead balloons:- One abroad, one engaged, one wayward. Worth a shot though and the mothers seemed genuinely pleased to hear from me. One of them is having a birthday party in three weeks so I got in touch just in time to get me an invite! It’s the BIG FIVE-OH so there’ll be plenty of people to network with. Therein lies the key. I am going to have to network, network and NETWORK!! Pretty good timing with the Christmas season coming up. However, I’m so used to telly, bath, bed on a Saturday night that this has also got me worried. I’m going to need to be ‘on point’ with my hair, nails and clothes and I HAVEN’T A THING TO WEAR.



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