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Telework Chronicles 2020

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Today was day one of teleworking for me and virtual classroom for the kids. We had a few hiccups, the teenager somehow missed “missed” math class, and the tween forgot half his stuff when he went to his mother’s. However, I would consider today an overall success.

People on the internets have been joking around calling their children and pets coworkers, a theme I highly enjoy and will obviously take part in. Before I do, I will introduce you to my cast of characters in case you need some sort of reference in the future.

CAST OF CHARACTERS

Coworkers: Three kids ranging in age from 11 to 13. Each varying in their own level of obnoxious, gross, but someone cunningly wonderful.

Office Security: Two idiot dogs obsessed with barking at potential dangers from outside the house and napping.

Office Assistant: One not-so-tiny baby goat full of mischief and mayhem.

Vice President: My husband

Day One

The new office setup went surprisingly well. Only two of my coworkers were here today, and they mostly kept to themselves. One of them is a bit of an overachiever. She showed up for work 30 minutes early and then spent the morning bragging about her writing ability. I have to say though, she is an amazing writer. I might have to steal some of her work at some point and pass it off as my own. My other coworker claimed to have a meeting at one point. I’m guessing it was a meeting about purchasing because he kept yelling about medical kits and being in the wrong house. I’ve asked him to keep his purchasing meeting scheduled at the end of the day to help avoid distractions for the rest of the staff.

I was a bit worried about the office security staff at one point. In the past they have been known to be a bit high strung and kind of obnoxious. However, I didn’t realize how much they napped all day! At one point they did come around to do a security walk through. one of them ate the cat food and the other one ate the cat turds.

The office assistant is really pushy. He is always trying to break into the snack room and steal treats. I’ve decided I should start hiding the treats just to see what he does. I think he figured it out earlier today when I hid the treats in the kitchen, because he tried to break in there too. I will have to find better hiding places in the future.

Overall, the new setup is working well. No day drinking happened, so I consider that a win, and no one was crying by the end of the day. Tomorrow my third coworker comes and will be sitting next to me, so I can’t promise the “no day drinking” thing will continue, but there is hope.

Creativity Is A Process Best Served Uniquely

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I’m staying home today. Unexpectedly, but I’m home. I drove to work with all intentions of actually working, despite the itch to create something. When I got to work, I worked, had a coffee, worked, blah, blah, blah. Still itching to create something. This may or may not be a common problem on Monday mornings, or all mornings for that matter. Oh well, work must be done so bills can get paid. Yet another morning was going to pass without so much as a hint of fabulous creation coming from my finger tips. My laptop at home will sit cold and dormant, my sewing machine will continue to collect dust, and my drawing pencils will remain unsharpened. I obviously have some sort of creating addiction. Good bye exciting possibility of creating THE thing that will make me famous. *slowly slides off of chair into a dramatic heap on the floor*

*Begin back story* I know I complain a lot some about my kids. It’s kind of a nature thing for parents to do. They’re up too early, they stink, they’re messy, they’re really gross, and they’re loud. You know, the usual. Truth be told, however, I friggin’ love those little bastards. I kiss them in their sleep and hug them every chance I get; but there are some days when I love them so much I could burst. Today, my friends, is one of those days. *end back story*

At 10:30, almost the end of my usual creative urge time, my phone rings. It’s the school and Theo is sick. I have never been so excited to deal with a nauseous child in my life! As I walked out of the office I cheered, “Hooray for vomit!” I’m sure my boss is now questioning why he hired me. So, now we’re home. Little man is in bed fast asleep, and I’m sitting on the couch fondling my laptop with my finger tips. I caught up with reading some other blogs, and have started to lay out a plan of action to better deal with this creative itch. I’m not sure how well my plan will work I often lack follow through, but I need to get this blog going I’ve said that way too many times before. I also need to draw more and have some intimate moments with my sewing machine. Now to tie them all together and become rich and famous. Wish me luck!