Oh, the joys of freelancing.
Jill here. The problem with freelance work is that you can go a month with nothing more than a piddling little twenty page powerpoint that might net you a couple hundred bucks and the next month you’ve got fifty-page scientific reports that bring in thousands. This month has been a busy one for me and I currently have three projects on my hands – two for a film festival and one health safety report, all for various branches of the Japanese government. On the one hand, I’ve made at least as much from this, my “part-time” job, in the past two months as I have from my full-time day job. On the other hand, I have a full-time day job! It’s a little bit insane to have this many projects on at the same time, in addition to that Masters that I’m still doing and writing and everything else. But thinking about the money normally dazzles me enough that I get back to work.
I remember reading Silas Marner in high school and enjoying it immensely and also beginning to realize that I am, quite, a miser. I like to horde. I like money. Thinking about how much money we have saved makes me inordinately happy. But I don’t have that much urge to spend it. Sure, I’ll go on little splurges of a hundred bucks here or there on clothes or DVDs or something, but I don’t go around buying new PCs or flat-screen TVs or, I dunno, whatever it is that people spend large amounts of money on.
Okay, ostensibly, this may be largely due to the fact that we need to save the money, for that whole going-back-to-grad-school idea of Yuki’s, but even if we didn’t have that goal? …I’d save it. Yeah, I would. I just like to watch it grow.
Okay, I’ve been translating for a long time now, so I should probably stop talking. Or writing. Or whatever. Gotta get some sleep and restart my brain to face classes tomorrow and then more translating.
Why does laughing at the banalities of entry-level work amuse me so? Hmm, I wonder. Anyway, great escapism for translating because I can just read a handful of strips and then get back to work.