Minimum Viable Income
There is that old fable about the ant and the grasshopper. The ant works all summer, the grasshopper doesn’t. Once winter sets in one of them is screwed.
In the first years as a freelancer, there is a feast or famine mentality. Either the projects seem to flow in with abundance, or it feels like everyone is ignoring you all of the time. Eventually there is enough set up where the flow is stable, but the feast/famine never really leaves.
It always feels like if you aren’t actively making money the starvation is around the corner.
There are an infinite number of prospective clients I could be working on and I could burn all of my time hunting them down, but the work ultimately suffers.
I’m trying to get better at collecting enough of the right food for winter - the stuff that nourishes both the bank account and the mind.
Today is a Friday, I’m about to jump off for the weekend and listen to music and appreciate the art of bourbon where they apparently make it the best.
How much? Enough.
Enough to pay the mortgage, and still afford weekends away to recharge.
The ant, and the grasshopper.