I spend the bulk of my work time in my office, alone, typing at my computer. Sometimes I talk to people on the phone. But most of my client interactions don’t happen face-to-face, and my office happens to be right here in my house.
So while the cliche about freelancers working from home in their pajamas is a cliche, in this case it’s a cliche because it’s mostly true. At least, it is for me. I work in my pajamas a lot. And when I do get dressed I wear what’s comfortable for a work-at-home mom who also runs her kids around town but doesn’t have anyone to impress—I wear jeans and t-shirts, sweaters, comfortable shoes, and other unremarkable items.
I wouldn’t say I’m a slob, exactly, nor would I say what I wear is somehow inappropriate. I mean, the fact that I get dressed at all on days when I never leave the house is pretty commendable, right?
And I know that when it comes to professional events, I have to dress like a professional. And I do.
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Well, it took me a few weeks, but I think today I’m getting to the last of the topics posed
Today I’m heading back to
Last week,
I’ve been writing here at Work It, Mom! for coming up on three years. Can you believe that? The time has flown by—in a good way—and part of me feels like it was just yesterday that typed that first “Here is why you should hire me” email (with clammy palms) to one of my very first clients, close to five years ago.
So you know from my last post that part of what I’m doing this year is getting serious about diet and fitness; I’m pleased to report that so far it’s going really well. I owe part of my success to the fact that I am a consummate geek, and nothing gets me committed and organized like a good list.
The year is nearly done, and so it’s time for me to reflect on how my business did this year, and what I want to change for next year. There’s no law stating I have to do this, of course, but it’s a little exercise that I find goes well with writing checks to the IRS and weeping uncontrollably.
Oh what a difference a week makes.
I’ve got about a week and a half to go until Christmas, and I think I’m going to make it. It’s all going to be fine. I’m sure it is. It has to be, right? It will. Obviously.
I’m kind of having A Day. And given that it’s barely 10:00 a.m., that just seems… not good.