There have been days when I’ve almost run out and rented an office.
I know, I know. How on earth could I ever consider giving up working at home?
Well, I did say, “almost”. But there are days when an office looks pretty darn good.
Because I work from my home, there are distractions and demands placed on me that just didn’t exist when I worked outside of the home.
There’s one day in particular that comes to mind. I was trying to work on a programming project that required my concentration. Of course, the kids were home from school and it seemed like every 5 minutes one of them needed me for one reason or another.
“Can I have another snack?”
“Watch me, Mommy!”
“But I’m DYING of thirst!”
You know what I mean.
I began to wonder how it would be for my husband to have to deal with these types of demands while trying to do his job.
So, I started fantasizing about his workday:
He works for the local phone company and drives one of those big trucks with the bucket that lifts him up to the tops of the telephone poles. I envisioned him up there in his bucket, needing to concentrate on which wire goes where while not cutting the wrong one- with the kids up in there with him.
“What’s that, Daddy?”
“Can I have a snack?”
“I have to go to the bathroom.”
So then, I thought about when I used to work in an office. I imagined being at my desk, interviewing someone, when in walks my daughter, “Mommy, will you play a game with me?”
A stage whisper conversation ensues:
“Honey, I can’t play right now. I’m in the middle of an interview.”
“But you said you’d play a game with me, and that was like 50 HOURS AGO”
“I’ll play a game with you, but you need to wait patiently until I finish.”
“You NEVER want to play a game with me!”
At this point, I’m smiling at my interviewee through gritted teeth while I give my daughter THE LOOK.
What if I was a doctor? A surgeon?
“DON’T TOUCH THAT!”
“Mommy, would something bad happen if I accidentally dropped my gum in there?”
Suddenly, my reverie was broken my 5-year-old loudly complaining, “Mommy, Lauren burped and she won’t say ‘excuse me’!”
Ah well, I’ll just have to do that programming project some other time.
I guess the things that are most rewarding about working at home can at times be the most annoying.
It’s all in the perspective.