I’ve said before that I never imagined myself here in this weird place, once again seeking a boss and a salary, and a remote job in the writing industry just to stay afloat. I’ve spent fifteen years setting up what I thought was a pretty good business; a bed and breakfast with a vegan restaurant and a tasty hot sauce gig on the side. I knew I’d never get rich from my little eco-cottage business, but I never dreamed it would die a thousand tiny deaths.
Job Hunting at 57
Job Hunting at 57
Job Hunting at 57
I’ve said before that I never imagined myself here in this weird place, once again seeking a boss and a salary, and a remote job in the writing industry just to stay afloat. I’ve spent fifteen years setting up what I thought was a pretty good business; a bed and breakfast with a vegan restaurant and a tasty hot sauce gig on the side. I knew I’d never get rich from my little eco-cottage business, but I never dreamed it would die a thousand tiny deaths.