Next month marks my first year as a work-at-home momma. I remember surfing the Freelancer site, looking for possible jobs that I can handle. It was a bit threatening at first, since I had to bid for a job in order to be considered for it. I didn’t know what to do, I didn’t know anyone who worked there, I just tried my luck. What pushed me to do it? Well, the little boy was such a big eater already that our weekly grocery and market buys were no longer sufficing. Lol! I figured that if the little girl follows suit (she did :p), then we’d be in deep trouble relying on just the hubby’s salary. The kuya had started school already, and additional expenses like his school service and baon were piling up. I needed extra money, quick!
So, I bid for a writing job, and that same day got invited to send in my sample work. I was asked to write about IOS vs Android. Whut?! I didn’t really know a thing about techie stuff like this and I got so stressed out researching about it. I finally turned over the article in the wee hours of the morning, and after I woke up a few hours later, I was told I was hired.
Fast forward to today, I am still working for the same employer, and have worked with two more. One is an Australian who asked me to revise several immigration articles, plus another Chinese national who works with an IELTS school, I think. I’ve wanted to resign from my original Bangladeshi employer a couple of times, but due to the language barrier I think, they didn’t get what I was saying and kept sending me work. Lol. So, here I am still working for my first and original employer. Plus the Chinese one (who pays better, but send work erratically).
The thing about the two is, when one doesn’t send work, the other is quiet too. On those days, I get to do the laundry, clean the house, cook several meals. But when one sends a job order, the other one will send some too, with just a few hours interval for the deadlines. Now, whenever that happens, expect the house to be messy, the dished piled up, the laundry turning into a living monster that keeps on growing and growing. Those are stressful days for me, and they usually happen when the little boy has some exams coming up. As if my life was not crazy enough, right? So what do I do? I ask my go-to manang labandera to do the laundry for me. But what about the food? Well, I have no choice but to cook. Or, sometimes, buy from our friendly neighborhood carinderia who cooks home-cooked meals (na walang lasa minsan lol). The mess, well, the mess… I just have no choice but to ignore them for the time being and just continue typing until I get my job done. Days like these are the stuff my nightmares are made of. I hate having to buy food someone else cooked and not tasting like I want it to; I hate seeing the piled up dishes in the sink; I hate having to tread carefully over the living room because the two kulits have made a war zone out of it. All that mess drives me crazy, and it’s a wonder I can even get an article finished.
And then, yesterday, I got another job order which is enough to last me for about two weeks, give or take. It’s starting to get my stress levels up, because I can no longer stay up late until the wee hours of the morning working when everyone is sleeping. It already gives me a headache. I can no longer think clearly, and I start craving for food I’ve stopped eating like chips and dips and sweets and soda. The struggle is so real.
So today I am giving myself a pep talk, that work is a blessing and I need to get the right motivation and work out a schedule that will work for me. I have to learn to ignore the two little kulits‘ petty fights so that I can continue working while they are wrestling or screaming at each other. I need to learn to plan meals ahead so I don’t get stressed thinking of what to cook and what to feed my family. I need to plan out my day so I can accomplish all that needs to be done in the short amount of time I have. Lastly, I need to sleep late and wake up early para magawa ko silang lahat. Ayun lang, easier said than done. Kaya ko to, Lord! Aja! 😀