One of the big incentives to move to the country was that the lower cost of living, and the ability to buy a home outright, freeing us of the obligation of large mortgage payments, would enable me to become a full-time writer. The advantage of full-time status, we thought, was that I would be able to take weekends off and take a vacation once in a while. While working full-time, most of my writing had been done on weekends and occasional days off, which meant there was never any leisure time for family activities (or anything else).
first, it seemed to be working. In
the summer of 2005, we took a long, cross-country trip that we could never have
managed if we weren’t self-employed. And during periods when work is short, I
do have time to explore southeastern Arizona, take a few trips that aren’t strictly for business purposes,
even get outside and do some ranch work.
But the trade-off, as we’ve learned, is that if there’s enough work to pay the bills, when there’s no day job to fall back on, I’m still just as busy as ever. Especially this week (although there are lots of “especially this weeks” when one is trying to make a freelance living), with several Feb. 1 deadlines looming (and various tasks that have to be accomplished in a rush once those deadlines are gone).
Yesterday I spent the day working at the public library in Sierra Vista (the one that was closed on Martin Luther King Day). And I made a lot of progress, but then failed to leave time to write an update for this blog series—the first day I’ve missed in 2010, and undoubtedly not the last. Now it’s Sunday, and I’m writing my update early to cover for yesterday and today. Then I’ll go to work, and try to get to the end of the polish of the book that needs to get turned in soon.
There goes another weekend...