MONDAY MORNING AS A FREELANCE ARTIST

Monday morning walk over to our favourite local because I just need a change of scenery to get out of my head. They must wonder what the heck we do for a living, we think, to be able to afford their not-exactly-cheap but oh-so-delicious coffee at such random hours as we do. I'll be the first to say that the freelancing life isn't always roses. There are sacrifices to be made, but at the end of the day I think it comes down to what you value most, and what you're willing to go without for the sake of following what you feel like you're meant for. And which part wins out over the other. It's a juggling act, and a constant realization that the things you envy most in other peoples' lives are probably the exact thing that they feel that they would be willing to give up to be able to live a life like yours. The grass is always greener, as they say. Some days it's harder than others to remember to spend more time watering and taking care of your own. It's hard at times because of the sheer determination it takes, not to simply enjoy what you have, because in our minds there is always something more to be striving towards...When I think about it though, there's nothing I feel more grateful for than to be able to live this crazy freelancing life with my husband. He knows me pretty much inside and out, and to be able to build something based on each others' strengths, to be the ying to the others' yang, is something I often take for granted. To know that I never have to worry about an assistant bailing on me, to know I can always count on him to be the mother-of-the-groom's adopted son by the end of the wedding day, to know I'll always have someone to bounce ideas off of and at times even save me from my own self, that's what he is to me. It's been a rough patch for me the last couple of weeks for various reasons, and to be able to wake up on a Monday morning not dreading a commute to a job we're not crazy about; to make our office portable and get work done with my partner in business and in life... that's something I often take for granted too. And I really shouldn't.The sun was setting one night last week after a meeting so we parked the car and enjoyed watching the sun go down on the day. Simple, I know, and yet... xo, jenn