In 2017, we followed a dream to live in France with our 3 young boys and moved to SW France from Australia. Here we are living our life on our terms, and I’m teaching others how to build their businesses so they can have more freedom, impact & income too. All while, thriving in your life instead of just surviving!
We have just seen our one year anniversary in France come & go and it’s such a good time to reflect. We all say ‘how time flies’ on a regular basis, but I really can’t believe that it’s been a whole year since we arrived. For those of you who …
Many people called me brave, some courageous. Some would tell me how they’d thought about doing what we were doing, talked at length with their husband about it, but hadn’t acted yet. Some I also know would have called me shortsighted and naive. Why start a business, invest a lot …
I walked to the supermarket around 10am one morning, up Bay Street in Port Melbourne to our Coles store. It was a 5-minute walk from our apartment, that we were renting while renovating. I pushed our new baby, Oliver, who was about 3 months old with the sole purpose of …
We had a lot of reasons why we decided to uproot our family and move to France, many of which are quite obvious and most people nod and agree with. The list is lengthy…learning French, reducing stress levels, spending more quality time with our kids while they’re young, giving them …
Wow, I can’t quite believe 3 whole months has passed since we arrived and it’s been 1 month in our ‘new’ home and almost the same time at school. Our first 2 months really were like a big holiday (with some crazy administrative tasks thrown in) but life has started …
Learning how to wind down, relax and do nothing after a corporate career and running your own business.
Slow down, you move too fast You got to make the morning last Just kicking down the cobblestones Looking for fun and feelin’ groovy I know it sounds crazy but I just haven’t been able to find the ‘time’ to sit down and write another post over the past week! …
Wow, we’ve almost done it. I say almost as we’re not quite at our destination but are oh so close (actually, I’m writing this in the car driving through the French countryside). We’re still alive to talk about it but holy moly, was that ever a big task! Making a …
I’d wake at 445am, tip-toe into the bathroom, close the door and turn the light on. I’d left my clothes on the counter the night before, all ready to slip on after a quick shower. All that was left to do, if I wasn’t running late, was to put my …
My eldest asked the other day, ‘can we go to that place where they have the trenches when we’re in France?’ I said, ‘yes, of course, that’s where your great uncle is buried’. Spencer’s taken more of an interest in history over the past year, along side his Dad’s interest …
