Tuesday, March 05, 2013
I am officially a freelancer!
I was laid off, sacked, canned, ejected, pushed out, restructured, made redundant, and I'm off to "pastures new" (thanks and apologies for paraphrasing Lilou Mace!)
I have some severance and paid health insurance for a few months, so this is my opportunity to work my ass off to improve both ME and my writing.
Still working on my general goals and guidelines (see this post: www.sparkpeople.com/mypa
) and now I finally have the time to dedicate myself wholly. I feel as though I might have used the laws of attraction to bring this layoff; in a November or December journal entry I professed a longing for more hours-- or more specifically fewer work hours-- in a day so that I might have some hope of achieving half of what I desired to. HA!
I'm giving myself the leisure of a slow start, but feel fairly accomplished already. I think staying busy and scheduling specific tasks for myself will keep me out of the let's-see-what's-on-tv unemployment rut. I want a beautiful home. I want a beautiful body (I joined a yoga studio for unlimited yoga AND they have a gym... yikes...). I want to bring beauty to this world and appreciate the beauty it has to offer. And I'd love to start getting paid for stringing words together, of course...
I threw myself a party on Friday, my first official day off. My Hen House chicks were there in spirit, no doubt!