Day: March 25, 2020

May 2022. This is a post from the beginning of the pandemic. It’s been sitting in my draft folder for more than two years now. I am publishing it without revising, so please excuse its first-draft form.

And in which I attend two webinars.

The Century Link arrived sometime after 9:00 am (which turned out to be about 45 minutes before the text telling me he was about to arrive pinged on my phone) and got to work upgrading the internet.

He did the outside thing, and when he came to do the inside thing he found trouble with the phone jack. Apparently, the wiring was correct right up until the jack, but then it was so very wrong that he was surprised we were getting any internet at all.

Things were done, including me moving the dresser beside my bed and frowning at the amount of dust that had gathered, and behold! The internet loaded in a manner that did not cause me to take multiple yoga breaths.

When I ran a speed test on 3/18 our download speed was 5.44 mbps and upload was .75. On 3/20 the download was 22.98 and upload was .75 again. Today: 33.9 and 9.1. Ahhhh.

This afternoon I attended two webinars. One was from Upwork, the platform where I have done a lot of “up”ing and no “work”ing. I learned that I need to just work for not much for the first 5–10 jobs and then can start increasing my rates. So that was good.

My other webinar was one about increasing my freelance business using LinkedIn. It had some good stuff which I will apply.

Peas were planted today, food was made, and those things plus the webinars, didn’t have to get shoved in around being at my office job from 8:00–4:30 (plus commute time).

I’m looking forward to April 1, which is the day I will be fully free of the W-2 job and into the W-9 world.

May 2022. This is a post from the beginning of the pandemic. It’s been sitting in my draft folder for more than two years now. I am publishing it without revising, so please excuse its first-draft form.

I’m down to just two more things to do for the full time gig. I’m looking forward to leaving that behind.

When the writer’s strike happened back in aught seven, it wasn’t good for some things. The show Pushing Daisies, for instance. Never really got traction, despite being a fabulous show. But the things the writers wrote on the side when they were out of work? So much fun! And we had good enough internet that we could see some of them. Without the Writer’s strike, we wouldn’t have gotten Dr. Horrible. Because why not make a short musical when you’ve got nothing else to do.

The corona virus version of this is the late night shows filming from home. They can put together the graphics, and the writers can write, but there’s no studio audience, no studio, and hosts having to do their own makeup.

And still, it manages to be funny.

And laughing is good right now.