We’ve just had two week off school for Easter.
Fortunately I had airtight plans in place that would enable me to continue to work and have both kids at home, and still do loads of exciting and education activities. We had plans for outdoor activities for exercise and fresh air and much more besides.
At the start of the holidays I was all very excited. I had reduced some of my work for the fortnight and set up an uber-organised plan for when I would be free and when it was kiddie time.
Seriously? How optimistic was that? In fairness I was asking for something to go a bit wrong. And it did.
First of all there was the weather. Wet, windy, dark, cold…. I had forgotten to factor in April showers.
Then there was illness. Kieran was ill for four days, Taylor spend a week cutting back teeth (in a very disturbingly clingy and tearful way – Kieran’s just popped through so worries, poor Taylor was past himself!) and then to add insult and injury Taylor got a rip-roaring ear infection. My poor children!
Lets just say that my uber-plan was recycled and used to make a paper airplane and everything ground to a halt. There was no way I could do any more than basic admin during the day so I ended up working stupidly long evenings and starting very early (i.e. before the cuckoo) to get everything done.
It may not have gone to plan exactly but all the work got done, the kids were well looked after and the house has even stay almost tidy. Not bad going really.
The beauty of being freelance for me is that I can pick up extra work when required, lower my workload if necessary and can work whatever hours I like so that I can be truly flexible to fit in with the needs of the family, the home, and my own schedule outside of work.
Airtight isn’t airtight when you have kids and we may not have stuck to “The Plan” but we had fun and spent lots of quality time together. I think I’ll stop with the super organised plans for holiday times in the future and just go with the flow!
My boss can be a bitch.
Yes, I work for myself but bloody hell can I be a tough cookie sometimes! I’m a firm believer in strict deadlines, organised diaries, lists and a proper work area. Sometimes I want to take the la[top over to the sofa but I know my boss-self won’t approve. The sofa is very comfy and encourages me to think of soft things, like clothes so I tend to browse a bit more.
My bitch-of-a-boss-self has put a social media restriction on me lately (I can grudgingly agree with her on this one) as it turns out I am more productive when not fluttering between tasks. I’m missing the twitter chat though so will have to schedule in some time to indulge myself.
One of the Bitch-Boss’ biggest bugbears at the moment is my pen chewing habit. I developed this after giving up smoking before I got pregnant with my eldest. I’ve tried chewing gum, boiled sweets, all sorts. I just can’t not chew pens. As a consequence I have no pens in the house. The Boss is considering docking replacement pens from my wages. I have to say though, I’m sure I hear her chuckle when I end up popping to Tesco or doing to school run with an ink stained mouth.
I’m probably being slightly unfair to the the Boss. Working from home is no easier than working in an office. I still have the same amount of work, can avoid commutes but have other distractions such as an adorable 14m old who can completely floor the Boss with one giggle. Thankfully most of the time the Boss keeps me in touch and motivated which is important when there is no-one else to give me the occasional swift kick.
Credit where credit is due, I wouldn’t get far without my Boss-self. I might treat her to some fancy leak-proof pens.
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