A potential long-term project surfaced yesterday, releasing a torrent of details to think about and decisions to make: hourly rate I choose vs willing to accept depending on contract length or project size, whether to accept W2 work or 1099, whether the potential project will come through or simply vanish, whether to accept freelance work from former employer, whether to use my own name or my old freelance company name or rename it and do I have to re-register it and what about bank accounts, whether to learn new software and buy new software for a project, whether it's worthwhile long-term, whether I want to spend my days working in said software program or stick to what I'm good at and find someone else to do that part, whether working under my old business name even for a short time precludes getting unemployment compensation from my last employment, what to do about business cards, whether my back (neck, elbows...) will hold up and if not how will I survive, and where's that pilates book I bought years ago and never used, and on and on.
But it's almost the weekend. I'll be going into the city tonight and away from all the things left undone. Sunday is Easter, resonant with new beginnings. Nothing is permanent, even wrong decisions and costly mistakes. The magnolias flowered too early and turned brown when the freeze came, but the trees will drop the ruined blossoms like a burnt batch of cookies and move on to the next task of sprouting their greenery. Unstoppable, spring continues to blossom all around.