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Date: 2016-01-28 06:55 am (UTC)But I can get up when I want, work on my own body clock. I can work in my robe. I'm home with my kitty. I don't have to drive in rush hour. I don't have a shitty manager or harrassment or have to listen to a co-worker post-nasal drip snorting or eating something gross next to me. And while I have a lot of trouble finding new clients because of my nature, I at least only have myself to blame. This is a field with a lot of passive aggressive people who will treat you terribly, but at the same time, at least you don't have to, like, sit with them or something or go to endless staff meetings.
So it's a mixed bag. A really mixed bag. Most people I know, they wouldn't trade it, but it's a tricky life and you are never financially stable unless you're in a very techy, money oriented field that people desire.
The books I read last year were The Martian and Song of Achilles. I loved the latter. Absolutely loved. Gorgeous writing. I wish I could work on fiction like that--the fiction I read is mostly terrible.