The Occasional Blogger
My therapeutic blog into my world of thoughts, emotions, experiences, and ideas as I explore the hows and whys of life and other general blabber. God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; the courage to change the things I can;
and the wisdom to know the difference.
Why I Love Working From Home
- I can wear my pajamas even when I’m at “work”.
- I can wear my fuzzy animal slippers all day.
- I have a cat for a colleague. (I’ve always thought animals are better than humans.)
- My other colleague is a dog.
- Colleague number 1 likes to sit on my lap or laptop and purr as I try to type.
- I have meetings at coffee shops over nice hot cappuccino.
- I can work whenever I feel like it, morning, day or night.
- I can not work whenever I feel like it.
- I can decide to go jogging whenever the hell I feel like it. (Awesome on sunny winter days)
- I don’t have to worry about driving in traffic from hell or trying to find a parking spot.
- I can have conference calls while plucking my eyebrows (or picking my nose for that matter)
- I don’t have to wear the constricting piece of clothing which is better known as a bra all day.
- I can freely give the finger to my computer screen, something of instant gratification and satisfaction over containing myself from an uncontrollable urge to curse at or punch my boss in the face.
- If there’s a fart smell in the room, I know who did it.
- I can work in my lingerie or skimpy nightgowns in the summertime.
- My boss trusts me blindly and does not ask what I am doing or when I am going to do it. He knows it’s going to get done.
- I get to do things that only unemployed people can do, like meeting up for breakfast or shopping with a friend.
- I can work 12 hours one day and 0 the next.
- I don’t have to listen to shitty French music my ex-boss used to torture us in the office with all day.
- I can attend and participate in functions or special days at my son’s nursery.
- I can care for my son when he is home sick.
- I can take personal calls without worrying about which eve’s dropper is silently listening in.
- I can actually get more done without the interruptions of office discussions on sex, guys, mascara, our ex-bitch boss and unfulfilled schemes of revenge on our her, and other office gossip.
- I can ditch work to play fetch with my dog.
- I like to see the look on the faces of the stay-at-home moms who don’t work when they find out that I work from home. (It seems to intimidate them.) *Dr. Evil laugh*
- I don’t have to drink gross coffee-machine coffee that tastes like the remains of brown mop water in a bucket.
That’s just to name a few.