It’s been an interesting summer, to say the least. I’ve left my nine to five job, slowly cobbled together a list of writing projects, and continued to develop my niche portfolio of sites. It hasn’t been easy. I’m not where I want to be income-level wise, but I’m quickly picking up new gigs and examining new sources of income. It’s funny, but many of my days seem like a bit of a roller coaster, emotionally speaking, I hit high points and low points as I go through the week. Some days I’ll speed through my work and hit halfway through my day with nothing to do, and I can’t help but smile. Sometimes having nothing in your itinerary after a productive day feels good.
Still others I wonder if I’ll be able to make it on my own. My descent into self employment feels a bit haphazard, and some days I almost long for the comfort of my little desk, plugging away at the nine to five grind. Almost.
The social repercussions of striking out on my own have also been interesting and varied. Some are envious of my position to work where I want when I want, and I often meet my brother for lunch in the middle of the week to discuss things and to get my human interaction for the day. On the other defining what I’m doing when people ask what I do for a living these days has been difficult. Some people just don’t get it, and others assume I’m just keeping my head above water while I look for a “normal” job. I’m not sure they’ll ever really get it, but I resign myself to acknowledging that they don’t need to.