I’ve managed to change my work schedule to Tuesday, Wednesday Thursday. I’ve been camping in the van near my job during the week. It’s keeping my commuting costs down, and the sweet mobile office I have set up in the van encourages me to get some serious after-hours work done. After a 7 hour work day, I typically explore a nice hiking trail for an hour, cook dinner, then get another three to four hours of work in.
I’m working hard to get my second book ready to publish. The first draft has been written and proof read by several amazing readers of this blog who volunteered for the duty. A huge thanks goes out to Julie, Dave Scobie, and Hollie Butler. I’ve been blown away by the quality of your edit suggestions. You have helped me write a much better book.
I’ve signed up my second freelance client. It’s going to take time to build up a business as a freelance web designer. I’ve watched my brother build up his local business through word of mouth and it took him a solid two years to find steady, year-round work. I’m going into my business with the same attitude. I need to find the right clients too, which will take additional time. That’s OK as I have plenty of work to do on the boat this winter and a lot of new technology to learn about.
I know that’s the kind of stuff that guidance counselors and promotional posters tell people to look for, but honestly, who actually finds it?! Needless to say, I look forward to going in to work for those three days a week. Something until now that I’ve only dreamed of saying. My manager is impressed, and once I learn the ropes, he’s agreed to let me work remotely.
Adam Nash, a sailor friend of mine, recently purchased a Dana 24. This is like the Rolls Royce of blue-water pocket cruisers. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to attend a Halloween party at his house, in the hopes I could talk him into going for a sail. Luck was with me and we loaded up his family for a day sail around Lopez Sound. What a smooth ride. Twenty-four feet long and it has 6′ 2″ of standing head room. The teak woodwork is classy. The diesel engine purrs like a kitten. No experience has made me consider blue-water cruising more than my ride in this little beauty. It was easy to imagine tropical, exotic beaches in something that moves through the water with such surety and style.
Tonight I’m camping in the van near the Anacortes ferry terminal, watching the ferries come in and out as a huge lighting storm plays out in the sky over Vancouver Island.