I was working from home long before the cool covid kids started doing it. Basically after DC I went in to quit my job at the end of mat leave and got invited to quote for doing it part time as a freelance from home. Been doing it for seven years now, along with a few other bits and pieces along the way, and mostly it works for us - especially with homeschool/lockdown and all that jazz and DH having a job that pays three times as much but right now involves death by Zoom call for 8-10 hours a day so the majority of the home life logistics is me.
Are my contracts exciting? Not really. But it's steady money, works round the DC while they're young and means that one day if I did want to get back to an office for more hours it wouldn't look like I'd taken a step out of my industry for years and years and had current, relevant experience.
But then a fortnight ago by chance I ended up talking to some people who've just started up a company related to something I love hobby wise and who were desperately in need of help with someone with my skillset. Had three brilliant Zoom calls - met heads of departments, chief exec, was buzzing with ideas and excitement about it all. All very quick and positive/encouraging, they needed to move quickly, etc. Genuinely even as a short term contract this felt SO exciting. In non-apocalypse times it would be my dream job, the fact it could conceivably work with me being at home, round kids, all that just felt incredible. They went off to look into logistics (they're an international company - all on a level, properly financed etc, I've done my homework - I'd be their first UK employee) and said they'd get back to me.
Two weeks have passed. I've sent two follow up emails and had no replies to either. I've hit refresh on their website multiple times a day like someone obsessively checking their ex's social media to see if they've gone on a day out with a new partner (they haven't - the bit of their site they needed help with is still not updated). I just logged onto Linked In for something else and saw the woman who'd interviewed me twice was flashing a green circle showing she was online. The urge to message her was so strong I had to step away from the laptop and make coffee (Why message a third time? In case her email address she'd been messaging for was broken and she hadn't got my TWO previous messages?!)
I genuinely haven't been this flummoxed about getting ghosted since I was online dating before DH. I am used to quoting for work and sometimes getting it and sometimes not and know it's not personal but (and I'm laughing at myself as I say this) I had such a connection with these people, it sounded so great, I'm genuinely a bit gutted they've not even bothered to update with a 'can't work this logistically but thanks' message of some sort.
Lighthearted, mostly, although I am a bit forlorn and feel ridiculous. For a minute there I really thought I'd be able to get a job I loved (even for a bit) that fit round the DC.
Any freelancers out there want to cheer me up with ridiculous stories of their clients and contracts? Please?