Entrepreneurship is hard. Esp the beginning. I have a cake order tomorrow in the morning. Got home at 9 from work and I start prepping then the electric mixer e kgwa mosi and stops working. I cried

I called the ladies who sell buttercream and she says ga deliver and I start crying on the phone gape bcs akena koloi kea go ira yang masigo a kana. Then a friend's friend who is such a sweetheart took me there to get it. Spent an extra 100bux on the buttercream

Today ke ledile. Ke letswa ke gore thotse ke rabutsa Gaborone o othe ke tsomana le icing sugar gore te ke ire buttercream , ha ke tsena mochine wa senyega

Mme ke e bone buttercream. My first sponge is on the oven. Bereka mosadi akere, ke tshwere bombokodo ka diwashene. I'm probably going to finish the cake ka bo 3am.

But forward we go. Backwards never. The process of becoming isn't glamour. Its sweat and tears.