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KKGEO

So what if KK failed so many papers he had to be retained a year in NTU?

He’s very slowly but surely moved, step by step, toward his dream.

The Masters, the Professional Engineer's certification, and now the business – kkgeo (short for KK Geotechnical) – which we registered in July last year, but which only sort of went ‘live’ in March (bank account, email domain) when a worthy opportunity came along for him to take on freelance work.

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* Here's the logo again, for good measure

Right now he has a foot in two boats. There’s kkgeo, but his old company still wants him. So he splits, four days with his employer, and two days for his own stuff.

I, too, have the privilege of being “Administrative Support, KK Geo Consulting” (the ‘administrative support’ part really tickles his funny bone).

I have come full circle from the days I used to be his secretary in a committee to organize joint hall orientation activities in NTU. We were 19 and 23. Now we’re 40 and 44.

Then it was just writing minutes. Now it’s about business registration, working out the bank details, getting the logo done, designing name card, designing invoice, choosing a web service provider, chasing for payment.

He makes these requests of me, along with requests for supper snacks of Milo and peanut-butter toast.

The children know all about kkgeo. Jo zooms straight in to the heart of it: Will you become very rich, papa? Will we be rich?

No, Jo, no.

But what is for certain is that he is much busier. While I actively pushed him toward setting up the business and coming out on his own as early as possible – you’re 44! If not now, then when? Go! Go! Go! - I did not quite anticipate that he’d be gone Saturdays as well.

(He has to ‘clock’ time at the other employer’s)

So the kids are all mine on Saturdays too.

I’m not sure I like it. I think he'll get busier. But oh well. All for the sake of a dream. 

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