Working from home is a great thing. I tend to be more productive at home - no background chatter, no banter at the metaphorical water cooler. No lunch hours and coffee breaks. But I also manage to get other useful home stuff done - the washing, calling builders, making hair appointments, filing. And I stay in touch with my kids. Well, sort of. During previous unemployed summer holidays I stayed at home and saw them at mealtimes, When I went out to work I didn't see them until teatime, but working from home means I see them at ...mealtimes. There is no risk of them disturbing my work as there is no risk of them leaving their rooms. Sigh.
The only problem associated with home working is what to do if the work dries up. When in an office we messed about and chatted, stuffed some envelopes for the next door sales section, had a chair spinning competition, drank copious amounts of coffee. What do you do at home... I could go and knit in front of the TV but that would just feel wrong. Or read. Or go for walk, but the feeling that you are being paid to work is oddly enough MORE intense when you work from home, than when you're office bound - then you seem to fulfil your obligation simply by turning up.
The other problem is the dog - from about 3.30 he sits by my desk and watches me intently for any signs of food. It's very offputting to be stared at like that!
No Comments/Trackbacks for this post yet...