I’ve got a pretty sweet deal going on here. Most of the week, I work from my house. My company’s office is located in the southern-most neighborhood of Denver (about an hour and a half away) so they only ask I that make the trek down once a week.
However, snow-filled weeks (like the one we’re currently experiencing in Northern Colorado) typically result in me getting to skip the weekly drive. It’s a nice perk not to have to worry about driving out there in a blizzard.
But, since I’ve been trapped in my house for three days, I’m getting a little stir-crazy. Solitude, silence, and complete whiteness are wearing me down. And I’ve been thinking about a few aspects of working from home that most people may not consider.
Don’t get me wrong. I’m very thankful for my situation, so I’m going to kick this off with a list of positives:
- I only have to outfit myself in ‘work-attire’ once a week.
- My commute includes walking from upstairs to downstairs and rarely involves scraping ice from a windshield.
- My assistant is a pug and my office manager is a mastiff.
- I can work as late or as early as needed without disrupting my home life too much.
- I don’t have to go outside in bad weather.
- No need to eat out frequently at lunch.
- Peace and quiet.
Sounds nice, right? But, it’s not all as pleasant as you might think. To counterpoint the list of benefits above, right now working at home feels like:
- I’ve been wearing the same yoga pants for three days (because I’m gross).
- Sometimes I don’t even change out of pajamas (because I’m lazy).
- My social skills are slowly breaking down.
- Loss of regime. I find myself working at 11pm or 6am for no reason other than my computer is available.
- Being stuck in my house during bad weather … for days on end.
- Mindless munching on whatever I find in the cupboard.
- Endless distractions … Did I put the clothes in the dryer? Wait, what was I doing?
- I talk to the pug and mastiff (and give them job titles) because I have no one else to talk to. (I’m getting a little loopy).
So, it’s not all a walk in the park. I’d like to say I typically look like the girl above but usually I’m shoveling down chips and salsa while wearing Sanuks and stretch pants. Not so glamorous (but, I’ll admit … still pretty awesome).
I’m looking at another day in the house tomorrow and am hoping I can keep my sanity. If you’re stuck inside, try not to go stir-crazy.
Stay warm, my friends. (Is the blizzard over yet?)