Saturday, January 23, 2010

my daily routine

I usually wake up at around 5 just to make sure my tween is up and everything is ready for her. I make sure her breakfast is all set. It is fun to see her race to the bathroom as soon as she hears her mobile alarm to make sure she still has the time to fix her long, thick hair. Can't believe kids now a days is very conscious about everything. As soon as her school bus leaves I try to take a quick nap. By 7:20 I am up and about. First things first. I would get out of bed and turn on my gadget. Wash my face and head back to my keyboards. First hour is spent making calls to the US. Some clients prefer being called in the evening when they are at home. I enjoy conversing to some when they would tell me about their day. People I don't even know would tell me they had a big fight with their co worker, another telling me she had a bad day after finding out her boyfriend dumped her for another girl. Not all stories are bad. Some would share how much they just want to work at home and spend quality time with their family. ** This is where my story begins **

3 years ago, I got pregnant with Noelle when I decided to leave the corporate world and decided to find a job which will allow me to work at the comfort of my home. I called my brother to find me a laptop so I can begin my quest. I got my break a few months after I gave birth. On my first hour I earned $2.00. Yes "$2.00" and it was heaven! I knew I made the right decision and I continued working for my first client. I was his virtual assistant. I had to stay awake the whole night just to be able to assist him with his paper works. From compiling his data, spinning articles, booking his flight etc... Then a month after I got another client which paid the same. This time my 2nd client didn't want me to work during his day. His reason was that my mind will be able to function well if I had a good nights sleep. I had to juggle my time working for 2 clients. I lessened my working hours for my first client so I can get enough sleep.

I really though being a WAHM was easy. Oh boy I was wrong! But I ain't complaining. Still feel blessed to just be one :)