I’ve been a work-at-home parent for a couple of weeks now and am slowly getting used to my new routine. I’m SO much happier than I was in my office-based job but, at the same time, have to admit that I’ve struggled a little with finding the right work/life balance. Starting my new career as a freelancer just in time for the start of the summer holidays isn’t ideal timing, but you can’t have it all! Here are a few other things that I’ve learned so far about the perils of working from home:
My ‘office’ is also our bedroom, which is at the front of the house. We live in what I thought was a quiet neighbourhood but it’s really bloody busy during the day! Today alone, I’ve had my efforts at crafting compelling copy thwarted by a bloke with an angle grinder and another one with a strimmer as well as several cars outrageously flouting the speed limit. I’m just waiting for the marching band to come along…
To begin with, I made sure I was up, showered, dressed, breakfasted and at my desk for 9am. Today, I started work half an hour late and was still in my pyjamas at lunchtime. I discovered it was National Lazy Day though, so I’m not going to feel too bad about it.
In a funk
Due to the fact that they popped up to say hello while I was uploading my first ever vlog post, Dylan and Xander seem to think that ‘work’ entails me watching videos on YouTube all day. Whenever they come to see me now, they demand that I play them Uptown Funk as it featured in Dylan’s end of school show. I know all the words now.
Football’s coming home
I still get ridiculously excited about the start of the football season. It’s not just the matches though – I’m way too easily distracted and the temptation to read transfer news is often too great – especially as I never had any time to read such things in my old job. How can I possibly work when there could be some top-notch ITK (in the know, for the unversed) information about who’s going to partner Harry Kane this season?
Boundary disputes – with myself
It’s so difficult hearing the boys ready to declare war on each without intervening. Kate and I have agreed that, as much as possible, we’ll act as though I’m not in the house while I’m working. I don’t want to feel like I’m undermining her but, at the same time, don’t want to look as though I don’t care. Argh!
Do you work from home? Which problems do you encounter?