Have you ever wondered what the life of a freelancer is like? Have you ever considered becoming a freelancer, but are just concerned about the lifestyle?
This is a look into a random week in my life as a freelancer. At the end of the article I make some interesting observations that can help you out. You ready to join me for the ride?
Let’s look at the week in the life of a freelancer…
Friday June 1st:
Woke up at my girlfriend’s place. Won’t get into details there. I don’t want to get banned from Google. Came home to eat. Responded to emails on my Blackberry. Went to my part-time job at 3pm. After work went to a boxing class. Grabbed some food and came home to train my brother. Then we watched UFC together. Responded to emails and finished up a project before bed (very late as usual). Was happy to finish off this project after a long day.
Woke up sort of late. Too much rain. Didn’t feel like waking up early to go for a jog because rain sucks! Hit the gym before work. Did some more boxing. Grabbed some burritos on the way home and consumed a boat load of calories with my 15 year old brother. Decided to go meet some buddies downtown. Didn’t feel like drinking so I drove. Had a blast being dead sober. Watched all the drunk fools in action. Found $20 on the floor. Took forever to get home.
Being sober was no excuse. Still took the time to dial up some buddies to see if they were out. Woke some friends up in the process. My bad. When I finally got home I passed out while the birds were starting to chirp already.
Slept in because I stayed up late. Rushed to finish up some work. It’s amazing how much you get done when you ditch the distractions and focus on work. Went to work at 3pm at my part-time job. Got home at 11. Killed some time for a bit researching nonsense online. Chatted on the phone with my girlfriend. Started to do some writing. Next thing I know and it’s four in the morning. I wrote a bit longer.
Slept in because I was up late. Had to meet a Real Estate Agent at 11. Woke up when the agent called me. Ooops! Had the meeting and then came home to finish up a post. Responded to some emails. Then went to the gym. Pushed it like crazy until it was time to go to work again. Came home, watched Monday Night Raw with my brothers and finished up more posts. I have a big decision to make about my rental property.
Worked out early in the morning. Got on the phone with a client. Chatted a bit about business and plans moving forward. Went to Starbucks to get some blogging done. I was super productive here. It’s funny what a couple of cups of coffee and the coffee shop setting will do. Got tons of writing done and worked on cool new projects that I’m excited about.
Went to my girlfriend’s place. Did some blogging later on in the evening when I got the chance.
Hung out at girlfriend’s place as I had spent the night. Snuck in some work here and there. I love my MacBook Air.
Thursday June 7th:
Did blogging in the morning. Worked extra hard to get some work done because the EuroCup begins tomorrow. My country (Poland) is co-hosting and opening it up. Did as much as I could before I hit the gym and then went to work an evening shift.
I’ve been moonlighting like an animal lately. I’m the sort of person that will always have a part-time job just in case. I’m fortunate that I’m able to accept/reject shifts as I please. Sometimes I won’t work for weeks while my freelancing keeps my busy or I’m backpacking through Europe. Then other times I pick up the shifts like crazy so that I can save money for future plans.
I usually go out 2-3 x per week, and even every day in the summer. I haven’t been going out as much lately. Maybe it’s because I have a girlfriend? Maybe it’s because I’m no longer living with my buddy who enjoyed partying every single night? Maybe I’m more serious about my training now? Either way, this week was slow in terms of going out.
I work on projects that interest me. I don’t live the “four hour workweek lifestyle,” since I obviously work often, but I’m proud to say that I get to work on cool projects and things that interest me.
Training keeps me focused. You want me to die? Tell me that I can’t workout for a week. I love to train (lifting weights or kickboxing). It keeps me focused on my goals and it provides me with a solid pump. I usually train with my youngest brother or I go to kettle bell classes/boxing classes at the gym. I highly suggest that you look into working out.
That’s a week in the life of this freelancer.
What does your typical week look like?