Robo Hobo Homo #045

I put in some Elance bids Tuesday. I almost never do that. I’ve had an account since forever, but I’m always afraid I won’t be able to finish or that I’m somehow unqualified and that I’ll ruin my Elance reputation and I’ll never get more Elance work. I’m always more comfortable with things that might be useful later if I never use them.

Well, this is the eleventh hour. It’s as late as it gets.

They had one for editing blogs written by folks who had English as their second language. That seemed like a layup so I went for it.

There was one where I’d be taking simple phrases and rearranging them to make them legally distinct simple phrases. That was weird, but I put in a bit that was on-the-nose price-wise and they went with someone else.

The last one was for 5 opinionated finance/current event blogs of 300+ words. Now, I don’t know anything about finance, but give me a laptop and a wi-fi range long enough, I can learn anything on Earth. I put in what I think was a pretty good bid.

On Wednesday, I learned that I got it. The blogs were for the personal blog of someone who's pretty important, even if I’d never heard of them. The wheels began to spin. I was on the library computer because of the problems with mine, so I only had thirty minutes to get things done. I opened up tabs of relevant news articles and printed them to the Microsoft Document Writer. I don’t have internet at Purgatory Shelter so I had cache them so I could read them later and write the articles when I was back at the shelter.

I barely got my articles saved and transferred to the internet before time ran out. As poorly as my computer was running, I managed to get the files and get them onto it. I went over them a bit, then I picked up magazines off of the shelf and read finance articles until it was three thirty and I was at the cutoff point for when I had to get home.

The entire walk back to the shelter, I was jubilant. I felt alive like I hadn’t in so long. There was some worry in there too though. I acknowledged it and decided to focus on the present.

For those moments at least.