The year toddles on into February. Work remains slow. My placement client reminds me that corporate clients are still planning their budgets for the year. Many clients have mentioned things upcoming in the vague future. Potential virtual teaming opportunities have have been floated with other free agents. All of this lies germinating in the cold winter ground, waiting for the spark of funding. Meanwhile, speaking of funding, the payables person with the client who kept me busy in December tells me a check will be in the mail on Thursday. Another larger check from another client, for work done over the summer that couldn't be invoiced until early January, should come... sometime soon. I will be relieved to replenish my dwindling accounts. I am lucky that my former employer, who has been keeping me afloat with small bits of projects so far this year, although paying little pays directly into my bank account every couple of weeks, just as when I worked for them full-time.
This weekend my former housemate K texted me with sad news that she had to put down Ingrid, who had to be nearly 100 in dog years. I haven't seen her since K and her husband moved away in 2010 (they've since had a baby, who is now a year old!), and I very rarely saw Ingie since I moved to this apartment in 2008. So she's been out of my life for years now, but I spent a lot of time with Ingie during the four years K lived with me at my old condo. I was working from home then and Ingie was my office mate every day while K was in vet school. I lived with K and Ingie for another year when we moved to our apartment in Belmont. She was a feisty little beast, full of personality, both vinegar and sweetness. She had a good long life and will be missed.