Good news: the clinical pathology editing job (the one with the printing out and marking up hard copy and then scanning it and emailing it to the 1800s) that was going to hire in-house staff ended up slashing that from their budget and asked me if I would proofread for them more or less as long as I want.
I dislike this roller-coaster-y-ness of freelancing. Although I know working for The Man isn't a guarantee of anything, either. This is still just really new to me, and I dislike uncertainty.
But I do like having 2 long-term gigs that do pretty much make up full-time work now. Woo!
What a gorgeous place. Too bad stairs are not in Hubby's future any more.
I LOVE that house. Go buy it!
What Scrappy said.
That price makes me want to cry
Not pictured, but visible on Google Street View, there is a tire swing on a tree in the front yard. Considering how much Dillo DIED when we looked at a house that had a hammock on Monday, I don't think he'd survive looking at a house with a play structure AND a tire swing.
The only down sides I know about so far are 1) no garage 2) fireplaces currently not functioning. Also the roof is slate, which means it's original, which means it's 100 years old, which means it's at the end of its life span.
no garage
Is there off-street parking?
Earlier this week, I got out of the habit of doing work. So now I'm having a hard time actually working again.
...someone make me work.
t cracks whip
Flea, that is a gorgeous house! I would be jealous, except it's far more than I need.
Dying of house envy, and sending you all the work-it-out-somehow-bowl-sinks-or-not~ma I've got (fortunately, I have a surprising amount of remarkably specific ~ma on tap).
