I could do without office politics, of course, or a grumpy boss breathing down my neck, or the tension of a tight deadline.
When I work from home, I don’t need to convince anyone why spending time with my son is more important or why I need to be home when it gets dark. I don’t have the pain of daily commuting or spending hours in the heat and dust. I don’t have to make hollow-sounding excuses or endure raised eyebrows when I plead for a day’s leave.
Working from home means I can take afternoon naps and make tea when I want to. I like the convenience of doing laundry at my convenience. I can laze the whole day or watch a movie, and finish my work at night. I can juggle my job and chores and interests.
Apart from the fact that everyone automatically assumes you ‘do nothing all day’, working from home is the best thing for a person like me.
But… every once in a while, I remember the coffee machine, the gossips, the ambience, the laughter, the email chains, the bright lights, a good word from a colleague, and interesting people.
Every once in a while I feel lonely sitting alone punching my keyboard and having to step over to Twitter or Facebook to seek company.
Every once in a while, I miss going out to work.
This is so much me as well! Struggling with a translation right now, a good joke & laugh with colleagues would be fun! xxx
Going to office is method of making you understand there are more struggle outside than at home. Make you realize what you miss out side… 🙂