Feast or Famine

I'm not working this week I just...have a tiny bit of Mind Gym work.  I have a few meetings and coffee dates. I worked last week.  I worked the week before.  But, today, it feels like gloom and doom and despair.

When I add up my pennies and they are very limited.

I think I knew that, deep down in the gut of my soul.

And I really deliberately sat down and saw where my extra money is going.

Guess what?  It's not netflix, nor is it a starbucks habit.

The only real place I can cut is going out with friends and health insurance.  Or, sell my condo.

A BIT extreme at the moment---so instead, I'm laying out a tighter budget for myself.

And, hoping for more work!  I've been freelancing for 15 months now...and I mostly love it. In theory.  Except when it comes to paying bills and thinking about things like my financial current or my financial future.

I shop at Aldi, I cook at home a ton, I make meals and freeze ahead, I use points for air travel, I've stopped buying almost all the gifts I used to buy.

I know more $ will come--but man, it's stressing me out.

I made my writing partner Jamie come over for lunch and made soup and cottage cheese just so I could save five dollars!!

These are the freelance times when I get a bit crazy.  And my house is still a mess and I don't get a workout in and I delay the productive things I should be doing.

As my sister Beth usually says at this point--"You need to work".

So, I'm going to go now, and try to get one task I've been avoiding all week done.  Just start it.

OK, here I go...