I have worked from home most of my professional career. You can imagine the value that has been over two decades raising a family through two teenagers.
Yes there are things done while at home not done at the office, and vice versa. Like a precious nap.
I consider myself a pro at WFH.
So?
I get anxious when I am at the office after X number of hours. Why?
On my 50th birthday over six years ago, I was gifted a THIRD LIFE in the form of our canine companion.
She thinks I am a pro too at WFH. She *expects* me to be there hour after hour with loves, walks, PRESENCE. The family memory bank is RICH with HER.
OH DEAR. THIS POST WAS SET TO SELF-DETONATE 💣 💥 🔥
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@awnaves I am currently without car to test need. I used to do fast food runs just to get out. Now, I do more dog walks!
She has literally stopped traffic, where people would ask of her breed.
She is the life of the party.
She is even now, legend.
I am sorry, I have to get home for HER.