I love having my weekends back. It’s been so long, more than a year and a half since I started to work a full-time and a part-time job at the same time. On top of being in charge, sort of, and trying to retain my sanity. There were times, days, weeks, months when I thought I wasn’t going to make it. But I did, in my opinion, and now I have my weekends back. Great.
…or not so great…
One of the things that I didn’t miss about having time off was having to deal with my family. Especially my mother. She’s become so much more difficult over the past few years. I’d like to blame it on age, but then I remember that my mother was never a model of logic to begin with. It just seems that the more free time she has, the more she acts up. It’s like being in charge of a child with credit cards and mood swings. Not pleasant.
One of the other problems I have with having my weekends back is that lack of extra income. I do make enough money to live off, kind a, if I’m very very careful with money. Being smart with money is one of the things my parents never got around to teaching me. And it’s one of those things I haven’t been able to teach myself. I’m still frivolous, spending money on things I don’t need when I know that I can’t afford them. And it’s not big things; it’s a string of small things that just sort of creep up on me and my bank account. Before I know it, I’ve spent too much, gone over budget and am in need of being bailed out.
The thing is that money had stopped being a problem. I was making loads of it and didn’t really have to watch what I was spending. I lived too many months with that kind of freedom and now find that I cannot get myself into the budgeting thing. With the loss of my extra weekend job income and the addition of my new car payment and its increased insurance bill, I’m barely making it.
I’m hoping, for my peace of mind, that my freelance work starts to really take off. That’ll pick up the extras quite nicely. Unfortunately, other than my one real client right now, I’m still in the maybe stage with a few others. That’s okay, it’ll work out. It has to.