Sometimes you have to take the good with the bad... or the bad with the good... just roll with the punches... try to keep your head above water... all that schtick.
I've had some good news - a new contract with a new employer - which is super good for tax purposes and good for the overall health of Crone Inc.
Indeed, when the confirmation came, I did a few victory laps around the office. I was at another job when the call came. Shortly after, this boss came in - one who'd been advising me 'not to have all my eggs in one basket'. I told him that I'd followed his advice and had this new contract. 'Great,' he said, 'that'll make up for losing this show.'
Thanks a whole bunch. Now, I don't know if he was joking - I've been on a charm offensive with him for the last eight months after he made noises somewhat akin to this. Others in the organisation had pooh-poohed the idea, saying I'd not lose out. But I'm not sure... and this new thing won't make up for the old thing - it's less money and less regular.
Bugger.
So I have to chase down more. Fishing. Casting nets wider.
The freelance life is as uncertain as are pandemic days. Just as you fear the tickle in the throat, so you fear the loss of a job. My life is thin ice on which I seem to be walking tall and proud. But only, surely, for now.
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