WE ALL NEED
EMPTY HOURS
IN OUR LIVES
OR WE
WILL HAVE NO TIME
TO CREATE
OR DREAM.
- robert coles
Where are my anticipated days of leisure? I wasn't counting on staying this busy as a freelance court reporter, after leaving the courtroom. There's good and bad to freelance. I've heard that all my life. Now I'm living it.
Yes, I have flexibility -- well, sort of. Flexibility in that I don't have to get dressed up Monday through Friday , watch the clock eight hours a day, or fight the 5 o'clock commute of idiots five days a week. (By the way, I came very close to getting run over by one of those idiots while crossing the street today -- like WAY TOO CLOSE. Scared the CRAP out of me!) Yeah, I only have to dress up once -- or twice, well, maybe three days a week, and fight those idiots one to three days out of the five. And, yes, I have flexibility and luxury of picking and choosing days that I am not available to cover assignments -- well, sort of. As a valued reporter of a busy freelance firm (I'm not bragging, really, I'm not), they somehow end up talking me into taking more cases than is ideal. What, I'm a yes-girl, can't stand my ground and say no shamelessly? I suppose.
The good news: It's great job security. The bad news: I have SO.VERY.LITTLE.DOWN.TIME. All work and no play makes T a very dull woman.
Very, very, very dull.
Dull = no fun.
Dull = no time to sit and do nothing without guilt.
Dull = lack of spontaneity.
Dull = No time to blog anymore. How I miss the purge of soul.
Life is pretty darn hectic these days. And this year especially. Lots of awesome things to look forward to though! YES!
So I'll not complain (too much) about being so busy at work, knowing that the income will come in handy for these upcoming events.
My most recent trip to my Happy Place, aka The Lake House, I was working on transcripts practically the entire time. Certainly not an ideal visit. But sitting on the sofa one evening in front of the fireplace, wrapped in a blanket, listening to the pouring cold rain outside the window (will it ever stop raining for more than one day?) while I proofread a transcript from my laptop proved to be my favorite part of my time there. Blissfully peaceful. Would I rather have been reading a novel? Yes. Watching a movie? Yes. Any number of other things that I do used to do in leisure? Yes.
But it's okay. I will take this chapter of my life one day at a time.
I'm blessed that I have an opportunity to work at a job that I enjoy and actually earn a decent income in this day and age.
The empty hours I long for will some day be more than enough.
It always works out. Always.
