National Freelancers Day

An office setup in a bedroom.

Happy National Freelancers Day! In a little over a month, I’ll have been my own boss for a whole year. When I quit my well-paid but completely miserable existence at a red tape obsessed organisation last summer, I wasn’t sure it would work out. But I took the leap of faith and haven’t looked back since.

We’re surviving rather than thriving when it comes to the necessary evil of money. But the important thing is that I’m so much happier now. I’m spending more time with my family, doing something I love and strangely enjoying the fact that I’m flying by the seat of my pants. Meanwhile, there are no more passive aggressive office politics to endure, no more commuting and the highlight of each working day is no longer an overpriced coffee.

Of course, it’s far from perfect. The last month has thrown up some of the biggest problems faced by freelancers. I’ve had no end of problems with my email. Being a paying customer rather than a colleague of those who are in a position to help, I’ve found it difficult to get technical support. I’ve also had to chase several people I’ve worked with for payment. In addition, I couldn’t take a day off on Bank Holiday.

Half term came at an awkward time with things I was working on and, as my office also happens to be our bedroom – and Amelie’s as well, for that matter – there was no shortage of interruptions from all three children.

On the plus side though, I’m suddenly in demand and am on course to earn more this month than in any previous one since going it alone. I bloody love being a dad blogger near Father’s Day! I’ve also been able to take a morning off to attend Dylan’s sports day and to say yes please to the kind of blogging opportunities that I used to have no option but to decline as my old job insisted on at least two weeks’ notice for a day off.

It’s a hectic, topsy turvy existence but I love it and wouldn’t change a thing. So, fellow freelancers, I salute you. And if you’re someone like I was a year ago, give some thought to becoming your own boss. Life’s too short for a depressing job and I’m a firm believer that flexible working is the way forward. Plus if I can support a family of five under my own steam then anyone can!


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