I am full of anxiety because of all the trying to find a new job stuff.
I'm in Chicago, at the swank-ass hotel, and I just had lunch with client #2, who informed me that they're making all proofreading in-house staff after October (i.e., no more freelance).
On the one hand, FUCK. On the other hand, at least he gave me a lot of notice. And this is the flaky client who doesn't pay on time and loads me down with work the last 2 weeks of the month and has depressing as hell subject matter (pathology, so -- cancer and death, whee).
I'm trying to think of this as an opportunity, not the loss of 1/3 of my income.
I might just take a nap until dinner.
My husband has unlocked a very important internet milestone - this guy recorded an 8-minute rant about an article he wrote (which he admits in the rant he did not read, about a movie he did not see). It is NSFW because language and also shouting, but if you have 8 minutes to spare and a pair of headphones, it is AMAZING.
Sorry for the loss of the client, Teppy.
I'm on my way home, where I shall nap as well.
You shouldn't have to make the choice between your mental health and your hair.
So true.
Sorry the income is going away, Tep. I hope you can find a less flaky client to pay you more and be less demanding.
Ooh, that is impressive, Jess! Just the achievement, I don't have 8 minutes right now. Marked for later.
Which reminds me, I think I take more breaks when I'm at the office than when I'm working from home. That does not seem right to me.
Also I don't think I'm up for the double feature tonight, Which is fine, really, Saturday morning will be good and watching Avengers without all the other Marvel sequels wouldn't especially prepare me for Ultron that well anyway.
Also, also: lunch, I should have some of that.
Complaining about it makes me feel whiny and ungrateful
I think complaining about this is totally reasonable! You're not whining about, say, What A Man Might Think If You Cut Your Hair! Your situation is more like a Sophie's Choice.
I'm trying to think of this as an opportunity, not the loss of 1/3 of my income.
You are getting rid of a flaky, demanding, and mentally taxing client and have six months to find a better client who pays on time and maybe doesn't make you contemplate death.
Celebrate that with a nap.
Oh, that is six months notice. Nice! For some reason I was thinking October was sooner than that. Perhaps because I am in forecasting mode, my sense of now-ness is not precise.
I hope a new freelance gig comes your way, Steph.
Thanks for the kind words, everyone.
Sweet fancy Moses, these pillows are going to change my LIFE. I forgot what a really good pillow can do for you.
I need to buy new pillows when I get home.
Timelies all!
Am taking tomorrow off. Not for Avengers:Age of Ultron, but for Malice Domestic.(Convention focused on mysteries from the "traditional" end of things. Books!)
