The Weekend-Worker Trap
For years, I thought starting a side business meant giving up every Saturday and Sunday. I'd wake up early, brew coffee, and dive into customer work, custom websites for local artists, mostly. Each project required hand-coding, endless revisions, and late-night panic when something broke. I was trading my weekends for a few hundred dollars, and I was burning out. The problem wasn't the work itself; it was the model. Every hour I sold was an hour I couldn't get back. I was a freelancer, not a business owner.
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