Feast or Famine

A year ago, I was tired... tired of fruitlessly searching for decent jobs to apply for, in the middle of a 10-month dry spell.

Now, I'm tired... physically and emotionally tired from working overtime at my day job, trying to get 50 new computers installed, plus another 150 old classroom computers moved and reconfigured in time for classes to start next week.

Which is not to mention the recent evening meetings with clients, one of whom wants me to do your standard logo, marketing materials, and e-commerce web site for them, the other wants me to overhaul their patchwork office network. Plus the call tonight from my uncle, asking when we can meet to discuss some major work he wants done on his business' web site. I managed to put off all three of them until late next week, when the day-job rush will be over. So it'll be out of the frying pan, directly into... another set of frying pans.

I'm not complaining. If all of these freelance/consulting gigs go through, and I get paid what I expect to get paid, it'll make up for a lot of last year's lost income, and maybe set me up for future work. It might even pay off last year's debts. That'll be a huge relief.

But it's also going to mean a lot of time spent working, with very little time for relaxing. I didn't really enjoy having so much time to myself last year, but I did get used to it. And I found ways to appreciate it; I took advantage of it to start working on some projects just for the fun of doing them. For the next few months, that won't be possible. The book's gonna have to wait. Same with the new web site. Maybe even my blogging frequency. So I'm going to miss that time.

The money will help make up for it... but not entirely.