The other day, I mentioned that I had agreed to an on-site proofing gig, on one condition: I would only go in for three half days a week, rather than three full days.
It’s amazing how big a difference a half day makes. I already feel a lot less overwhelmed, and have begun settling into a rhythm of nighttime blogging, a.m. article work, and afternoons at the office.
And, of course, there are benefits to this gig. Namely:
- money
- it forces me to leave the condo
Then again, there are things that I miss:
- not wearing a bra
- not wearing anything that could remotely be considered office-appropriate (you can pry my crappy, six-year-old flip-flops out of my cold, dead hands)
- morning walks around the neighborhood
- coffee that doesn’t make me throw up in my mouth a little
- lunch breaks in front of the TV with my cats and some leftovers
- constant access to Gmail, Google Reader, and Twitter
- sunlight
- my ergonomic chair
- the ability to go to the supermarket when no one else is there
- the ability to start leisurely cooking dinner at 5 p.m.
- the ability to start singing along at the top of my lungs when Bette Midler’s “The Rose” comes up on my iTunes playlist
- Minesweeper
- flexibility
- the delicious familiarity of home
::sigh:: This gig is temporary, right?
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Glad you get to do the half day thing. Back when I had an office gig, I remember walking in on half days with a lighter step so constant half days would make each day a little better. And, the getting out of the house thing is all too important.