Why a month you ask?
Well, my job was nice enough to let me work remotely and since Fred didn't have a job just yet we decided to come spend some quality time with his fam while we could (cough - and not pay rent - cough). So here we are.
Right - smack - dab - in the dirty dirty.
Here it is at the end of the day and what is my assessment of working from home?? eee. Well. it's more productive - probably because it's boring.
(insert that noise that the movies have - like a ripping or eeerrrk)
The above was written on Monday. See below for an update.
Day 3: must have someone to entertain me. please. an 18-month old that doesn't like me yet doesn't count.
I got a package today from work (I nearly skipped to the door and hugged the delivery man) inside was stuff for a project and a surprise my coworker sent. Yep. it's a flask. Perfect for that moonshine (disclaimer: no I won't actually be using it. well maybe I'll try water in there. that could be fun).
I'm still getting all my stuff done BUT I'm bored to tears. I have to take walks to the end of the hallway and back. Or take pictures of myself which leads to thoughts like, 'oh. my. I think I've let myself go.' or 'people are going to think that all you wear is a Gap sweat shirt - wait. is it?' or even 'I bet Fred tells me I'm gay for taking pictures of myself and then posting them online. too bad soo sad. He's stuck with me.'
The perks of working from home?
Please reference the pictures again. yep. I'm still in my PJs and I can bust a move in the kitchen without anyone seeing me.
Still I'm bored. Help!!