Most of my career has been spent in corporate America. The majority of corporate America workplaces like for their employees to work from said workplace. Even when I was working for Verizon, and they were advertising how their services help people be connected from anywhere, they preferred for us to be connected to them via our desk inside their building. I get it, a lot of people who claim to work from home might not work as much as they do when in the office, under supervision. I happen to be someone who gets more work done at home than I do in the office. I don’t know why. It might be that I overcompensate to be sure work knows I’m plugging away but honestly, I think it’s just due to fewer distractions.
This past week I worked from home some. On day one, the boys didn’t really know what to make of it so they spent a lot of time staring at me and following me every time I moved a nano-inch. That
drove me nuts didn’t bother me at all. But by day two, they got tired of staring at my piercing beauty and went about their way. For Melvin, this was no different from any other day. He has the house to himself when I’m at work so he just pretended to have the house to himself with me home. Jake on the other hand tried to make good use of every single spot except his usual daytime hangout, the mudroom. That room was dead to him.
For the most part it went great. There are a few things that need some tweaking should this continue.
- Melvin barked at every noise, even fake noises and noises that occurred in Europe that he sorta think he could have perhaps heard. When Melvin barks, Jake barks double and scurries around on his wonky legs pretending he can see out the window and that something is most definitely out there so he keeps honking. When I’m not home I leave the noise machine on for them but white noise during the day DRIVES ME FLIPPEN BONKERS and I refuse to have the TV on while I work because daytime TV lowers IQ (true story). Anywhoo, I put music on but even rifts in the music made Melvin bark.
- I need to leave the house at some point each day (aside from dog walks). My guess is the unibomber worked from home and never took breaks away from his cabin.
And now, I give you my assistants. They are the worst, most cutest workers ever. There is also a shot of my outdoor office where the assistants did even less work than they did inside.