Almost didn’t make it

Today was one of those very few days for me. I can probably count the number of days I didn’t want to go to work on one hand – lucky me. Rather, today I just wanted to stay at home with my crazy, cute dog and write creatively about the coast. Reality then hit me. I need to get organised and turn my most passionate passion into a reality.

It sounds almost too romantically beachy; though all I want to do is challenge coastal management, celebrate what we love about the coast and together hope iron out the coastal riff-raff.

Why, because it was brought to my attention (again) that a much needed project may never bring back a particular beach due to resourcing issues. You see, I probably know too much and too little at the same time. But what I do know is that it’s not only about time and money in coastal management. This time round it’s actually about sourcing enough sand, keeping in mind we have many more years of sand-resourcing too come.

To bring such riff-raff into your coastal world and let you in on the coastal management world, communicating about the diversity and complexity of coastal management is important. This is why I end up spending my free waking moment’s chit chatting, thinking and writing about coastal management and all things coastal. Even dreaming about it, only to wake with a Coastal Tangent in thought.

It’s official! I’m a coastal communicator and need to figure out how to turn my free waking coastal moments into an economically-viable stream of Coastal Tangents.

This time round, I did make it. Went to work, had fun, handed out icey-poles, slashed my to do list, even wrote a grant and got home at a reasonable time, with just enough to get a tangent in, walk the dog and now head to my mother’s birthday dinner.

The coast has a spell over me.

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