I'm not even supposed to be here today...

Started my second week of dismal work in a row on Monday.

Scheduled to work 2 days, but slated to make more than allowed by the DoL.

I was looking forward to getting some things done, like canceling my health insurance, figuring out a time to get this new cavity looked at, and periodically staring at my budget spreadsheet in horror for an hour or 2 at a time. It was fixing to be quite a week.

My thoughts this past Sunday were filled with what items I could put on my to do list to keep myself busy during the week. After 4 or 5 phone calls and a couple emails I sit here today, Friday, having worked every day this week. (I even worked 2 gigs one day) Looking forward to next week at my only day off until next Friday is going to be Sunday, and let's be real, Sundays during football season might as well be a day of work. Honestly, this to do list isn't going to do itself...

Freelancing is a fickle mistress, but so far, since I've been with her, she's took care of me...