My name is Tiffany and I’m a recently freed slave. Okay, maybe not how it really sounds but up until February 2013 I worked a 8-5 job Monday-Friday and did it again after Saturday and Sunday. While I loved my job (I worked as an medical assistant and in apprenticeship for mid-wife), the people I worked with and my patients, I found that the 8-5 (and on call with my midwife) lifestyle didn’t suit me; Oh come on, you’ve never felt that way? I call BS!
So my husband and I decided to move, to leave town, skeeddadle and all that jazz. Lo’ and behold, we lacked the cash. Plan B! I quit, he works, we move to a DIFFERENT house, and move out of town later. We moved, but struggled. I needed to get back in the saddle and fast. But where? While the job I was with would’ve LOVED to have me back, damn me and my German pride, I just couldn’t do it.
I wanted to work from home. I had found an online position for medical transcription that I could do before I quit (Yes! Income! It’s only responsible when quitting) but it BORED THE EVER LOVING CRAP OUTTA ME. To listen to someone drone on and on and on and ON was going to kill me. I knew it would. I still did it though. We needed the money honey and that don’t grow on tress. Though I tried.
Eventually I needed something more… enlivening. Something that didn’t find me at the end of the transcription with drool all over the keyboard and my ears sagging from the headphones. I researched. Surely there are some legitimate websites out there for slackers, I mean, future home-based entrepreneurs like me! That was the struggle. Either it cost you to get online to even view the damn jobs, or the sites were so obscure, I would never consider hiring anyone associated.
Finally, I found one. By accident. With intense skepticism, I signed up and got hits the first day! Thats great, but it was more transcription and I HATE transcription. Ew. But again I did it. I had to get established somehow. It paid lowly. $10 per AUDIO hour. I could transcribe for 6 hours on one file and if it was only a 1.7 hour file, I only got paid $17. Better than nothing sure, but still, wasn’t gonna pay the rent. Or groceries. Or even gas.
I updated, and tested and worked dang HARD to get my profile to attract more monetarily beneficial positions, and now here I am. Awesome? YES! Hard? Not if you compare it with the fact that I work in my pajama’s, eat whatever I want, and when I get burned out, I just do some house stuff. Better? HELL YES!
Now I’m busy, happily so, making money from home. I don’t have to go anywhere unless I want to, and if I need some time, I take it. It is by no means the key to financial freedom, but it definitely makes me feel free and isn’t that what counts? I’m happy. When you’re happy you work better, when you work better you make more money, and when you make more money… that is the key to financial freedom.
When my poor dear husband comes home, I actually can listen to his day, his gripes his successes, without being tied up in my own. Its beautiful, awesome and all around hunky-dorey. And I can take a break and write a whole lot about nothing on my blog if I want to. Yay!
If conclusion, do what makes you happy. If you are happy, there is nothing that needs to be changed. Except clocks at daylight savings. Thats all. Enjoy it, live it, love it.