Momma said there would be days like this. . .but I feel like I have had days on top of days.
Over the last year and a half, I have had five part-time jobs. I have done a little work for two different law firms, I have taught at a university, I did some patent research for a local inventor, and I did some writing for a local business. But nothing has really taken off.
Two weeks ago I was just buried with work. And then it all dried up and things got cancelled and postponed and here I am. Lately I have been praying for "success". I am frustrated that I am not teaching as much as I would like and I am not writing as much as I would like, and I would love to find predictable success. Or at least a predictable paycheck.
And everytime I pray for success, I keep getting the answer that I need to change my definition of success. So maybe I need to stop checking my email to see if new jobs are coming my way and instead just hold and kiss and love my babies.