'Kay, so I didn't. For the last several years I've worked from home. See also: goofed off from home, written stuff from home, ebayed from home. Whatever I've done, I've been my own boss.
And now I have a boss. And a real live day job. Writing things. For money.
The company I'm working for is an internet startup with a brilliant concept and a decent budget, both important factors. It's also a large, multi-year project, meaning that I get to write cool stuff and play with words for a long time. I'll be handling all the written content for the online world this company is creating - including the tie-in novel(s).
Yeah, I'm gonna like this.
Here's what's cool: I can still write my own stuff. I'll just be writing it on my own time. Which means that the next two book drops just switched order - my untitled awesome psycho novel will likely come out before "Run, Run Away". Psycho teenagers are easier to write, mmmkay?
We, as in the hubs and the kiddo and the Sluggo, plus yours truly, are also moving this week and part of next. Boy kid wanted to go back to his old school, and with hubs and I both working some distance from the lake, it made sense to leave the lake (sigh) and go back to suburbia. So that's happening, and we are actually quite pleased about our decision. We found a large three-bedroom duplex that will suit our needs and give boyo the second floor to himself. All it needs is a dumbwaiter.
And - I've lost over 40 pounds in the two months and ten days since surgery. Yeah. hotness is approaching. U jelly? ;)
