Oh bondage up yours!

Wait, that’s X-ray Spex…

So I’ve been lured back into freelancing again. I hate freelancing as a career. And yet it is always there whenever I need it, like now.

The transition from my husband’s old job to new one might be a little bumpy so we really need me to have some income. Somehow, despite having virtually no freelance work for months, I’ve suddenly got a flood of new assignments.

Even though sometimes freelancing feels like bondage (in a bad way) I am grateful to have it. I’ve been applying for other part-time jobs I could do at home and not even getting interviews, so I need something.

Freelancing is a tax nightmare but at least in the meantime it works with my pending disability claim. I still don’t know if I need disability, though I do still need regular naps so maybe. But being able to freelance at the level which I’m doing it won’t exceed what I can earn while receiving disability, if I should get it. Which, if I’m honest, I doubt I will.

But anyway. So freelance writing is always there to fall back on. It keeps me at home with the kids, able to transport them. Sometimes I wish for more freedom, but I know that the conversations I get to have with them are valuable. I can do that and still earn some money.

It’s not ideal but it is money. It’s better than my husband having to get a second job; I like to feel useful. I don’t want to do this forever but it’s really okay in the short term. I even feel like it might be some sort of divine providence to get us through a time when we need my help. Thank God my brain is clear enough that I can do some work right now because it wasn’t for a long time.

And this contributes to a growing but greater certainty I have in most situations: everything is going to be okay. Even if I can’t see how at the moment, it always is, usually with a last-minute rescue. It’s all going to be fine in the end.

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