When I was working full-time, I had a babysitter, no questions asked.
There came a time when the babysitter went from being all-day to just
after school, but either way, close to 52 weeks a year, as a rule, if it
was a weekday, there was a babysitter.
There has not been a babysitter at our home every weekday for quite some
time now. Now I am freelancing, and if I have learned anything about
freelancing over the last two years, it is that freelancing changes all
the rules, in fact, basically eliminates most of them.
Freelancing means that grocery shopping may or may not need to be done
on the weekends. Freelancing means that today I may consider myself
available for next week's school potluck, but by the time the potluck
rolls around, I may not be available anymore. Freelancing means that I
might plan to put a child on the bus in the morning, and find myself
scrambling to find someone who can do it when my call time for work
changes the night before. And freelancing means that some weeks, I feel
good about paying the bills, and others, it's barely a possibility. If
we live our lives by any kind of rules, freelancing basically changes
them all.
Luckily, I have never been a person completely bound by rules; however,
playing with virtually none is something that is taking time to get used
to. Each time that I begin to feel as though a gig could last awhile, I
suddenly find myself back being the mom who's always there for pickup.
And once I've gotten used to being that mom, I suddenly disappear, once
again unavailable for lunches, coffees, and school events.
I have a feeling I will get used to the freelance life--eventually, at
least. It does afford me free hours (even if I can't necessarily choose
which hours they are), and it keeps both me and the bank account active
and on our toes, which is good for me, and for my family. And let's face
it, in my profession (and in many others these days), freelancing is
just how it is. My twenty-some odd years full-time were the exception,
not the rule, so if now, I am learning new rules (or how to live with no
rules), perhaps it is just an education long overdue. And since there
are no rules, I figure I have a pretty good chance of passing.
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