My wife calls it “living the dream.” To the extent that I’m now doing what I’ve long wanted to do, she’s right.
In fact, I think by “living the dream,” she means that I get to work for myself. She knows I’ve had periodic problems getting along with my corporate bosses over the years. While that’s a huge positive of self-employment, that wasn’t the reason I made the transition.
I wanted to publish. I wanted to edit. I wanted to write.
These days, I’m doing all three.
When I was a software developer by weekday, a publishing warrior by weekend, I probably worked a total of 60 to 70 hours a week. I had foolishly hoped that being self-employed, I would move away from such a hectic schedule.
“Foolishly” is the key word in the previous sentence. I work the same number of hours. Plus, I now have dad errands to run: shopping, taxiing kids, cooking, dishes, etc. No, no, don’t feel sorry for me (ha!). I knew this was part of the deal. I’m only saying it is time consuming.
I’m still adjusting. I balanced a job with Apex for a decade. This self-employment + work-from-home-spouse combination requires a balance that I’m still learning.
Many people ask me how do I feel it is going? My honest answer is that I think it is going great. Apex Publications continues to do well. The launch of my freelance services has went well. Finances are…well, I’m in the publishing business, so I’m never going to be rich! Unfortunately, the only major tripping point has been a certain little cat. These details I will share tomorrow.
To all those who have supported my writing, editing, and publishing, thank you. Your friendship and confidence in my abilities helps fuels my drive (along with my kids persistent demands for MORE STUFF).