Once in awhile I like to check out other web design sites and am flabbergasted when I can’t even find the person’s name anywhere on the site. There may be an “about” page but only describes the company… “we” are blahblahblah…. drives me crazy! What are people thinking?
hey, blame it on Facebook.
Seriously, it looked like a scene right out of Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds. There were three solid rows of birds on the power lines in our backyard. Usually they’re chirping, hopping, and pecking around the bird feeder that hubby staked by the garage this year, but this morning they looked a little miffed that the feeder was empty. So they sat there and waited.
Sipping my first cuppa coffee and smoking the A.M. ciggie (yes, still, but I’ve moved it outside which is 89% of the challenge—no smokie while working at my desk anymore!) a bunny leisurely hopped past me into the yard, and a few minutes later, 2 squirrels came running straight towards me. Kinda freaked me out, so I stuck my leg out which caused the second one to screech and haul ass back to where he came from. Honestly, I feel like cinda-fricken-ella sometimes, all nature-y and stuff.
If you ran into my husband on the street, you would never suspect him to be the flower planting, critter loving and no-kill bug guy that he is. He once carried a lost turtle about half a mile back to the creek (some of you old-time FullMoon Graphics fans might remember the set I created in his honor after that incident). And now he’s the Birdman.
I really should take my camera with me when I sit outside. And to think that I would miss all of this if I still smoked in the house. ha! Go figure.
but I don’t.
That’s one of the joys of being self-employed and working from home. Don’t have to fix my hair, no make-up and I wear whatever I want. Although when I was still working at the hospital I wore scrubs, which some would say wasn’t exactly “getting dressed” either.
The other morning I was sitting outside on the patio, waking up with my first cuppa, when the neighbor walked by on her way to work. Waving a cheery good morning to her, I thought about how nice she looked and briefly—very briefly—kind of wished that I was going to work. For the most part, having to crawl out of bed to the annoying squeal of the alarm, stumble to the shower and go through the daily routine of getting to work by 6:00 am isn’t something that I really miss.
Then I started thinking… what if I got up, fixed my hair and got dressed in something that I wouldn’t be embarrassed to be seen in, all before I plunked myself down in front of my computer to begin my work day. Would it make me feel more energized? More ready to dig in to my projects right from the get-go? If you’ve ever worked from home, you know how important it is to be self-disciplined and resist the urge to check into Twitter & Facebook & a few of your fav blogs to see what’s up before you actually begin working. Although it’s generally not a problem for me to do so (I am so much better at this than I used to be!), maybe by “getting ready” the old way would make it easier. Granted, I could still have foggy mornings either way, whether it’s at a remote workplace or in my own home, thinking about it yesterday was entertaining. As a matter of fact, as I write this post, I realize how much I really do appreciate not having to physically “go to” work any longer. And come winter when I hear my neighbor scraping the ice off of her windshield in 0º weather on her way to work, I’m sure I’ll have a chuckle (guffaw) at the absurdity of even considering all of the above! Silly me.