This weekend was a huge work weekend for me. I had 7 projects due on Monday, and that was after I had to turn down no less than 4 others, due to my regrettably limited abilities as a human.
Weekend means nothing when you're a freelancer, as a matter of fact, the impending weekend often signals the beginning of more concentrated work without the constant interruption of e-mail messages and phone calls from desperate clients who need your professional assistance this very minute. During the weekend, the freelancer knows that (most of) these clients are happily out of their offices, enjoying time with their loved ones, or they are having what's otherwise called... a life.
Not so the freelancer, at least not this weekend, but at least she did have some interesting projects to speak of. Amongst all the medical reports, scientific articles, and SSA documents, there was a little gem. A copywriting assignment. A creative project. Where I actually get to think and write creatively, instead of just regurgitating the words of others.
These projects only come along a few times a year, and they are more challenging than the straight translation, yet they come as a refreshing break, even in the midst of a really crazy work weekend. (Which, you know, isn't really a week-end at all.)
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