Summer Season: It's the best, and it's the worst...

Tuesday marked what will probably be my last day off until September 25th.

Maybe that sounds dramatic — especially for someone who purports to be "self-employed" — but what that functionally means is that we have started the "summer season" here in our little seaside town... and summer means visitors... by the tens of thousands.

So I took a day to simply listen to nature; breeze; leaves rustling; birdsong.

Midsummer bird, at the top of our tree...

Tourist Season is Upon Us!

Mrs. Denmarkguy and I have — among our many other ventures — a small art and gift gallery here, and summer season means we go to being open seven days a week. 

Since we don't have employees, that means we're there every day. 

It actually means I am there every day, but since she has the most viable "Job no. 2" she is there whenever she doesn't have counseling clients. 

Meanwhile, I still have two eBay businesses to keep up with, as well. And creating art. Oh, and Steemit.

"But why do you work so much, if you're self-employed? I thought the whole point was to not be a wage slave?"

Yeah, well... the thing most people fail to understand about working for yourself is that you still have to do the work, you just have more freedom, and (hopefully!) you're doing something more meaningful than selling your soul to some faceless corporation for a handful of change.

We work "that much" because that's what's required to avoid having to throw in the towel and going back to Korporate Amerika.

Summer is the best of times, and the worst of times, all rolled into one. The best, because we finally get to make some "real money," and the worst because we — in essence — end up having no time for ourselves.

Life... and it's Trade Offs

As I used my last day off to mostly sit and let my brain go slack, I thought about how most of life involves some kind of trade-off.

Most of the snow on the mountains has melted by now...

No matter what you do, there is a "cost" of some sort. Even not-doing involves the "opportunity cost" of something not happening.

"Choices have consequences."

The thing we have to do, is make sure we are happy with the consequences of our choices.

On the whole, I can say that I feel pretty blessed... even if everything hasn't turned out exactly as I had hoped. Working on a post about that, for later.

Oddly enough, this actually means I will have more time for Steemit again, as I will have more little "spaces in between" for writing and curating. Hidden bonus!

Can you say that you feel blessed as a result of your choices? Or do you have regrets?

I suppose it's inevitable that most of us have some of each. Whereas I may moan and groan about certain things, I have far more check marks on the plus side, than on the minus side.

How about YOU? How's your summer shaping up? Is summer for extra work, for relaxing, or makes no difference? Are you among the ranks of the self-employed? Have you ever worked in a tourist area where you were dependent on making the most of a short season? Leave a comment-- share your experiences-- be part of the conversation!

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