At first it was a little hard to get used to. I slouched out to the kitchen table wearing yoga pants and a hoody. Why was everyone sending so many emails? What was this video chat nightmare, and how was my cat able to create a new folder on my desktop by merely walking across the keyboard?
Soon, though, I got used to it. I surveyed my closet and decided to start wearing dresses and skirts. After all, I can't wear them to work. There are no dresses in firefighting! Without the distractions of the office, I was able to get a lot more done. My hour commute became a few seconds. Since everyone else was sheltering in place, they were less likely to flee to the field, leaving calls and emails unanswered.
I had a real kitchen (we don't have one at work)! My cats happily "helped" by sending instant messages to people. I looked outside and saw my trees and the green grass starting to come up. I spied on the weird neighbors who appear to be building an illegal camping facility with outhouses on their property. I sat in my hot tub at lunch time!
Yet the office awaits. It somewhat resembles a hoarder home with the stuff that would freeze during the winter jammed in the only small room with heat. Projects that we would normally have completed by now will have to be frantically done in a few days before the seasonal workforce starts. But it has to be done; fires won't fight themselves, and we have already had a few.
I hate the reason why I spent the last five weeks working from home, but I loved being there.
|I like this kind of coworker!|