For the first year here, I worked from home, but the company I was working for changed direction. In November, bored and just a little stressed for money, I applied for corporate mortgage jobs, even though all my experience was in mortgage brokerages. By December I was employed at a BIG Financial Company, and by February I was one of their top producers.

But I felt trapped. A year of working from home had spoiled me. While the money was great, it was NOT worth the trade in hours and autonomy. And when I joined an improv troupe in May, I only got more restless.

So I quit. I took a month off to rest. Money’s a little tight right now because my freelance writing is just beginning to be lucrative, but it won’t be, and working at home saves us so much money – we’re not eating out every night, the dogs aren’t destructive, and we spend more time together, because I can shift my hours to his.

We may never be rich. But we’re content….and I think that’s better.

(P.S. Thanks for stopping by my blog.)