I could try and forget about all my personal insecurities and anxiety at work and be Professional Dad, putting on a show and acting how I imagined someone who didn’t feel like crying at the bottom of a dark well would act.
As part of this weeks changes with the little one going to nursery, I now work from home one day a week. This means I can use the time usually spent commuting getting an extra hour in on work to let me leave early another day, and picking the little one up from nursery.
I hadn’t anticipated how different I am “at work” even when I’m at home. I was meant to call the nursery at 10:30 to check how things were but had completely switched off that part of my brain and it felt a bit weird when I realised I’d forgotten / ignored it.
What I’ve learnt about working from home.
- I wish I was a cat. Our litterly does nothing all day except rearrange himself into comfy positions (some of which really don’t look comfortable).
- Coffee you make yourself at home is soon much better
- Not being constantly disturbed and interrupted is fantastic.
- My home IT and broadband is much better than what is used at work.
- Finishing your days work and being already home is awesome.
- There are a lot of potential distractions. Everywhere.
- Carrying a crap laptop bag of work stuff on the train is a pain in the arse.
- It can get a bit quiet and lonely. I think I’ll have a radio on or something next time.