with Mir Kamin
I'm a freelance writer and mother of two working from home, which theoretically means I can set my own schedule so as to best accommodate my family. In reality, "flexible hours" often equals "working too much." Yes, I'm my own boss; no, that doesn't mean life is easy. It's hard to leave the office when you live there. But I love what I do and feel very lucky. And not just because I get paid to work in my pajamas.
To learn more about Mir, check out her profile on Work It, Mom! or visit her blog at http://www.wouldashoulda.com/
I, um, bought myself a little something this week.
You’ll never guess what it is! Ha!
And I know that I once said I’d never succumb, both due to financial and life-balance reasons, but obviously I managed to justify it for better or for worse. (Finances—I got a refurb on a ridiculously good deal. Life-balance—it’s gotten to where I’ve convinced myself that the ability to do a bit of work when I’m sitting in the car waiting for a kid or otherwise killing time while playing Mom’s Taxi would actually improve my overall stress level.)
Yeah. That’s right. I bought an iPhone, and I’m sitting here waiting for it to arrive. DHL, where aaaaaaaare yoooooouuuuuu?
Oh, when the iPhones first came out I regarded them as pretty, shiny things designed for people with money to burn. I mean really, $500 for a phone? Were you people smoking crack when you decided that was a good idea? It wasn’t for me. Nope. Ridiculous.
On Saturday night my husband and I spent a few hours in the fifth circle of hell (otherwise known as sitting in an overcrowded airport waiting for a very late flight to bring my children back home to us), and I happened to find myself seated behind a man who was surfing the ‘net on his iPhone. This was the first time I’d seen one in use up-close and personal, and I may have salivated a little. He read the headlines on CNN, checked his email, and a bunch of other stuff, too, except by then my husband was kicking me to stop staring. Sheesh.
Mostly I was sitting there thinking that I could’ve gotten a lot of work done (not to mention that it would’ve taken my mind off worrying about the kids) if I’d had some sort of PDA with me.
Still, an iPhone would be too extravagant for lil ol’ me. I started researching a Blackberry.
And then on Tuesday while I was running through my deal scans for Want Not, I discovered that AT&T was selling refurbs for $100 less than what they were going for at the Apple Store. Not much more than the cost of a Blackberry, actually. That was a cosmic sign, right? Right.
I’m still a tightwad, of course. But here’s what I’m discovering: Remember my elation when I got my new MacBook? There is absolutely something to be said for paying a little bit more and getting equipment that works; equipment that works all the time, the way it’s supposed to work.
I’m not earning enough to run out and buy anything I want, whenever I want it. But when it comes to something that’s truly going to assist me in getting my work done, I’m okay with going for the good stuff. And boy howdy, I have fallen hard for the Cult of Mac. I cannot wait to check out my new phone.
Also, having just recently sent off my taxes, I’ve also seen the light… the light of Deductible Business Expenses. Can I get an “AMEN!” on that? Yes.
So it’s true. I’m hooked. If Steve Jobs needs to hire a freelance writer, the AppleCare folks know where to find me.
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