Cornered Office
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/
Pride goeth before a fall
Categories: A mother's work is never done, Maybe I can pencil in a nap, Now I'm free(lancing)
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Funny how just a couple of days ago I was on top of the world, extolling the virtues of freelancing, talking about how great it all is.
I should really know better, by now. I am not all that smart, it turns out.
The little tickle in the back of my throat while I wrote the last post morphed into a full-fledged… ummm, crud… and by the time we started the party, I was popping Sudafed like candy. I am the master of the Game Face, though, and so got through the event without any problems. Afterwards, however, as I slumped on the couch with a few friends who stayed late, and someone may have commented on my Barry-White-esque voice. Hmph.
I’ve been here before, of course. There’s no such thing as a sick day when you freelance. I have no time to be sick. Blah blah blah whine whine blah blah.
I should probably take my neti pot, my vitamin C, my kleenex, and my laptop to bed. And shut up.
Of course, I want to know why I’m sick. Did I get myself all stressed out, getting ready for this week’s event? Did I overextend myself with other work? Was I not getting enough sleep? The answer to all of these questions is “Of course, dummy,” but that’s always the answer and I’m not always sick. Even trying to blame this on having gloated about having my house cleaned is tenuous. The reality is that somewhere I picked up some cold germs and here I am. Boring, but true.
Yesterday I managed to sneak in a nap and get to bed early. Today I have several assignments needing completion before I can do the same. And of course, I’m still packing lunches and driving the kids to activities and all of that.
At least my house is nice and clean.
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And at least you get to CHOOSE where you sit down to work. As opposed to a freezing cold office.
Rini | September 18th, 2008 at 10:17 am
You might also want to try some OPC3, it is a really powerful anti-oxidant.
Gia
Gia | September 18th, 2008 at 2:32 pm
ick! well here is sending you some sympathy! and maybe go get some zicam, cuz all that zinc is supposed to get rid of a cold faster.
hope you feel better soon
and yes, be very very very greatful for the sleeping when you need/want to option!!
kate | September 18th, 2008 at 11:11 pm
Ah, it is BECAUSE you are such a pretty, delicate flower that you are prone to these things.
Now you’re only forced to go out a few times a week, and thus have lost what little resistance you had to some snuffling cashier passing you money dripping with her contaminants. Or whatever.
Hope it passes soon!
Brigitte | September 19th, 2008 at 5:21 am
I have the tickle, and a heavy chest. I am also self-employed, with three small kids.
The days of spending the day in bed are long gone. Sigh.
Angella | September 19th, 2008 at 9:12 pm