Yesterday, I shut off my computer and it stayed that way until this morning. No internet at all. I haven’t done that in a very, very long time (which I’m slightly uncomfortable to admit… sort of). I honestly cannot remember the last time I did that. I also did not check my email on the iphone (well consciously that is. I’m sure there were a few times I checked just out of every day habit!).
So it was a total day of disconnection. And it was nice.
I’m sure other self-employed people out there will understand that it is very hard to do this. When work comes in you do it! And if a client is looking for you over the weekend, it is hard to not be available. That is what being a “freelancer” is all about.
Often times, clients hire freelancers because they need things outside of the normal workday. If their designers are tied up with projects or it’s 4 pm on Friday and they have a hot project that needs to be done Monday morning, who is going to do it? Not the employees who check out at 5 pm. They will call their trusted, reliable freelancer! Which is me, most of the time.
Except for yesterday. I was one of those “checked out employees.”
So what did I do instead of working?
1. Cut Chance’s hair and gave him a good trim. I’m sure he felt much better in this heat!
2. Helped Mr. Basketmaker paint the porch ceiling blue. Until we ran out of paint. (I didn’t buy enough)
3. Dropped off three boxes at the local Goodwill.
4. Bought Mr. Basketmaker two pairs of shorts at the same local Goodwill.
5. On my way home, stopped off at a farm stand and bought a large watermelon.
6. Chopped up all the watermelon into nice snack-size wedges that we can have during the week.
7. Took pictures of a large corner tub standing on its side in the middle of Mr. Basketmaker’s workshop! (Ah, what? Yeah, more on that later.)
8. Did a little reading on my old little Kindle.
9. Did five loads of laundry! Along with bleaching some of our cloth napkins — someone in this household accidentally used them as shop rags.
10. And my most favorite thing… Annoyed Mr. Basketmaker a little in his workshop by following him around for no reason at all.
I find it hard to believe that you did five loads of laundry givin’ the fact that the power was out for just little over an hour.
The power was out on Monday my dear basketmaker. I was talking about Sunday.