When I decided to move to England in 1994, I chose the location and bought a business there. Along with the business came a full complement of fine staff and one of these was Amy, a highly intelligent, very competent lady in her 50's with decades of experience. In time, I surrendered the day-to-day running of the business into her capable hands. When Marie came on the scene, the two of them became close friends, despite the age difference. They would swap intimacies while Amy was at work and Marie would help out in my business. Then, just after last Christmas, Amy decided to retire. This caused me some logistical problems, of course, but for Marie the loss of her close friend was a big blow. She rarely visited my business premises, became pretty much housebound and depression set in.
Marie became even more set on going on The Linden Retreat. However, her life at that time consisted of her sleeping all morning and then spending most of the rest of the day on Facebook. I couldn't see the point of her going to The Linden Retreat if she couldn't be bothered to get up and see our children before they went to school or put them to bed at night. So I made a deal with her - if she followed the Linden Method at home for a while, then I would go to The Retreat with her.
So she began to follow Charles Linden's 9 pillars - or at least, some of them. She ordered up food to follow Charles' dietary suggestions. Her waking/sleeping times regularised. After a while, she was out driving in her car again - only short trips, but better than nothing. Marie began to visit some (small) shops again. She started spending some time in the business. Our house was cleaner, tidier and the children thrived on the extra attention being heaped on them. Life was much better for all of us.
And Marie had a goal! She wanted to go on holiday with me and the children. (I had already booked a holiday in Spain.) She wanted to go to Barcelona! I knew that Marie was really serious about this when she applied for a passport. Bringing Marie to Barcelona with us would be easy for me. I had booked a holiday home, not a hotel; and there was a hire car to transport us around. All I had to do was book an extra seat on the planes.
So I agreed to take Marie on The Linden Retreat in June. (She didn't feel able to go without me.) We booked the retreat and I organised staff to run the business in my absence. I felt that the children would be bored at The Retreat's venue, The Elms Hotel & Spa in Worcestershire, so I arranged childcare.
But a problem arose. When Amy decided to retire, I passed on her duties to May, my next-most-experienced member of staff. She was the one who would be looking after business while I went with Marie to The Retreat and when I went to Spain in July. May decided that she wanted to move home, back to the area where she spent her childhood and where several of her family members still lived. She gave me a month's notice to quit. And the date she was leaving? Right in the middle of The Retreat. Without competent staff, I couldn't go anywhere.
I successfully recruited new staff. But there was no way that they would be sufficiently trained to be left on their own before Marie and I left for The Retreat. With only a few days to go before The Retreat, I realised that I would have to cancel all my plans - always a risk when you run your own business. Marie was, understandably, very upset. The children weren't too happy either, looking at the possibility that our holiday in Spain would be cancelled.
Then Stephanie contacted me. Stephanie manages one of my branches. She offered to supervise my business while I was away, and had already organised staff to cover her absence at her branch. What a hero!
So, 48 hours later, Marie and I set off on the 3-hour drive to rural Worcestershire. Marie was going on The Retreat!
Marie became even more set on going on The Linden Retreat. However, her life at that time consisted of her sleeping all morning and then spending most of the rest of the day on Facebook. I couldn't see the point of her going to The Linden Retreat if she couldn't be bothered to get up and see our children before they went to school or put them to bed at night. So I made a deal with her - if she followed the Linden Method at home for a while, then I would go to The Retreat with her.
So she began to follow Charles Linden's 9 pillars - or at least, some of them. She ordered up food to follow Charles' dietary suggestions. Her waking/sleeping times regularised. After a while, she was out driving in her car again - only short trips, but better than nothing. Marie began to visit some (small) shops again. She started spending some time in the business. Our house was cleaner, tidier and the children thrived on the extra attention being heaped on them. Life was much better for all of us.
And Marie had a goal! She wanted to go on holiday with me and the children. (I had already booked a holiday in Spain.) She wanted to go to Barcelona! I knew that Marie was really serious about this when she applied for a passport. Bringing Marie to Barcelona with us would be easy for me. I had booked a holiday home, not a hotel; and there was a hire car to transport us around. All I had to do was book an extra seat on the planes.
So I agreed to take Marie on The Linden Retreat in June. (She didn't feel able to go without me.) We booked the retreat and I organised staff to run the business in my absence. I felt that the children would be bored at The Retreat's venue, The Elms Hotel & Spa in Worcestershire, so I arranged childcare.
But a problem arose. When Amy decided to retire, I passed on her duties to May, my next-most-experienced member of staff. She was the one who would be looking after business while I went with Marie to The Retreat and when I went to Spain in July. May decided that she wanted to move home, back to the area where she spent her childhood and where several of her family members still lived. She gave me a month's notice to quit. And the date she was leaving? Right in the middle of The Retreat. Without competent staff, I couldn't go anywhere.
I successfully recruited new staff. But there was no way that they would be sufficiently trained to be left on their own before Marie and I left for The Retreat. With only a few days to go before The Retreat, I realised that I would have to cancel all my plans - always a risk when you run your own business. Marie was, understandably, very upset. The children weren't too happy either, looking at the possibility that our holiday in Spain would be cancelled.
Then Stephanie contacted me. Stephanie manages one of my branches. She offered to supervise my business while I was away, and had already organised staff to cover her absence at her branch. What a hero!
So, 48 hours later, Marie and I set off on the 3-hour drive to rural Worcestershire. Marie was going on The Retreat!
