When I first began as a freelance writer, my old boss said, “Great, now you can work 24 hours a day!” He was only half-kidding, of course. Conversely, as a freelancer with no set hours, I could do crazy things like go see a movie in the middle of the afternoon (I’ve done it twice in 10 years).
Today feels like the intersection of the two, and is honestly one of the things I like about being self-employed. I’m pretty busy, working lots of late nights… but I also have the luxury of going up to the rooftop deck on my building in Fremont to sip a latté and enjoy the sunshine and 61-degree Seattle spring weather. (Photo taken with a Treo 650.)