Life's a bastard...but sometimes it lets up

The life and times of an ordinary Dublin girl. Follow her journey as she finds out working from home really ISN'T about watching Oprah all day and that perhaps men aren't really all bastards.

Saturday, April 01, 2006

Actually, it turns out self employment gives me a pain in my arse..

THE new work I boasted about in my last post has fallen through.

Too much to go into here but I've now a lot less secure work than I thought and am actually going to end up destitute, homeless and alone.

It's been a Very Black Day.

Desperate Housewives is on in a bit. I've already watched it so it doesn't matter that I won't be able to see the screen through the veil of bleakness that has descended upon me.

I'm in a Very Black Mood.

Suddenly, being single pales in comparison to physically having no money and not being able to pay my bills, even my monthly subscription to Desperately Single, the magazine for the spinster of today.

Take my advice, if you have a full-time job, don't give it up no matter what doctors say..what the fuck do they know?

Less stressful, my fat cellulite-y arse.

I feel a weekend wallow coming on and then it'll be out with the CV on Monday. Again. Jesus.

Sunday, March 26, 2006

Self employment rocks.........

Me working away
Originally uploaded by Knackeredkaz.
WELL, it kinda rocks anyhow. As I type this I'm four days into being self employed and things are going well. I have some regular work with my old company as well as some new work with another newspaper, which I'll start working on in earnest tomorrow.

So I've some freelance work lined up, I've contacted all my contacts, I've had the leaving do, got the present and all's well with the world.

Obviously, as of yet I haven't been to the tax office, hired an accountant, sorted out my office at home, filed any of the final documentation my old job gave me, bought a car, applied for a driving licence, had the sight test, or actually DONE anything that a self employed person is supposed to have done by now, but I'll get round to it eventually.


Seriously though, things are exciting and nerve wracking all at the same time and I keep wanting to break out into a huge grin on the bus, while simultaneously throwing up over my shoes.

It's all so new and yet so familiar if you get me. I think it's because I've been offered some work at my old job that it hasn't yet sunk in that I'm out on my own. I officially finished up there on Wednesday, but the other work they've hired me back to do started on after waving goodbye the day before I found myself back at my desk the next morning working away.

Colleagues kept doing a double take as they walked past my desk going "hey...I thought you'd....?" with the implicaiton being "didn't I give money for a going away present for you, what the fu....?"

I kept having to remind myself that I was getting paid by the hour to be there but that on Monday I'd be working somewhere else and some weeks I won't be there at all. I guess I'll get used to it after a while.

So Knackeredkaz is all of a dither but as the annoying McDonald's ad goes 'ba da ba da da....I'm lovin' it'

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