I woke up on Monday morning, and I didn’t have to go to work. I’d left my 9-5 the Friday before and, if I wanted to, I could lay in bed until 10am and not even get out of my pyjamas. But instead I work up motivated, with a new lease on life, ready to get to work from my laptop.
I had a to-do list of consultancy work a mile long. My new and largest client had a Grand Opening coming up and, with the business having never done much digital marketing before, it was going to be a great challenge and test of my skills in a new market.
Week 1 of being out on my own saw me work more hours than I have in six years, but it’s been the best feeling in the world.
I absolutely loved everything I was doing, and where I was doing it. Web developments, social media, SEO strategy, emails, client meetings…
I worked from 6.30am to 9.30pm most days. I hopped in between cafes and bars, pillaging their WiFi in exchange for coffees and beers.
Fairly quickly I recognised that was an expensive way to set up an office though…
Thankfully, a friend mentioned a brand new library in the area – air conditioning, free WiFi, great coffee downstairs, and the most comfortable couches to work from. Perfect!
As I found my feet during that first week though, I had this strange new feeling I hadn’t encountered before… My time now belonged to me.
It’s an incredibly simple concept, but it’s just not so common. When we work for a company, we trade our time for a wage.
This new way of living completely filled me with butterflies, like I’d just fallen in love again.
Every minute of the day was owned by me. I could make the most of it – whether that was consultancy work, yacht work, a doctor’s appointment or dinner with a friend.
Time now had a value. The hours I worked, I was paid for. The hours I didn’t work, that was my choice.
I would say the freelance working from a laptop lifestyle in week 1 wasn’t exactly what I imagined. I think I imagined a semi-retired, laid-back lifestyle with way more time for yacht work. Instead, it was busier than ever and overflowing with responsibility and accountability – which I love.
Now, without a 9-5 desk job, I’m well on my way towards a goal of being able to make a living from anywhere in the world.