Today I was going to list the 10 top, 5 top, well anyway the reasons I like being my own boss. I said that was going to be my topic but I woke up this morning out of coffee. My dog has chewed up my bathroom rug. The flowers on the porch took offense to Uncle Charlie’s 4th of july spewing on them and up and died and my sis is out of town but calls every 5 seconds. And I have a pile of work on my desktop that would make the most hardened workaholic turn pale if he had it facing him.
Speaking of hardened workaholics, Thomas, one of my dearest friends is in the hospital and the only saving grace there is he is at least being watched over by family and doctors.
Today, I am having trouble remembering why I like being my own boss.
However I am going to try and list all the bright and rosy reasons I like working for myself.
First off is I can set my own hours.
Wait. I work from 8 am to 3 am often sometimes more, so what is good about that?
Ok, well I can take a day off when I want.
Thinking about that, nope, it is bunk. I work 7 days a week 32 days a month, or I would if there were 32 days in the month.
I can do what I want.
Sure I can. That is after I finish everything I promised to do and need to do and fix up everything that is broken. Let’s see, that will be in 2009.
I am thinking hard here people, help me out!
I have it.
I can take all the company pencils I want!
I can use the telephone anytime I want for as long as I want and no boss looking over my shoulder. I mean if I need to call someone I can.
Bull corn. The last time I called anyone was in Oct of 2006 when my electric went off due to a blown transfomer. I hear about my poor phone habits everytime I don’t pick up the phone when my sister calls (every 5 seconds).
Ok, so if I’m such a bad boss why do I work for me?
Ahh that is a much better question.
I like working insane hours. I enjoy seeing projects through to completion and love the challenge of learning all the ins and outs and seeing things that were previously unclear to me come clear. I am a hard boss to work for but I like seeing the results.
So what if I don’t get coffee breaks? It is not like I can’t take them when I choose or take all day off.
I am doing something I love though so tend to forget time and just work until I am done or the words are too blurry to read.
I love being busy.
I no longer have to hunt for tasks to make that clock go by faster or look busy to my boss. There is always more than enough and all of it I chose to do.
I like being able to reach down and pet my dog or having to dump that pesky cat from the keyboard. They are stress relief, and give my office a happy feeling.
I like seeing my words transform take on a life of their own to be read and dismissed, or enjoyed by others.
I like having the sci fi channel on tv all day in the background, or tuning into twisted tunes and listening to “Cows With Guns”. The offbeat suits me and if you try and get that in a structured office working for a boss other than yourself most times it’s not gonna happen.
I like having icq and skype on, and being free to use it to ask and answer questions. I get a lot more done that way, and when I get stuck I get new input into projects. My friends have dug me out of more than one hole of my own making that way.
I like owning what I do.
I think that last point sums it all up. Whether my work is good or bad or indifferent, I own it. It is mine and it will either make me money or not, but it is mine. That goes for whether I am using my words myself, or selling them, they still define me in this business.
I think that possibly the last point is common to us all.
Whatever we do in this business at least, we own it and we are known by it, good, bad or indifferent. It keeps us going and makes or breaks us.
When you sit down and decide to write your top ten, five, oh nevermind just whatever reasons you have for working for yourself don’t forget the prime one.
You own it.
Now, I think I am going to turn off my computer, turn off the cellphone, dispose of the chewed up bathroom rug, zip down to the store and buy some more coffee and then walk next door and plant some new flowers.
After all, I am second in command. The cat is really the boss.

Take life easy - Chimera

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