Work from home.
I got a taste. And I liked it.
I liked it a lot.
Granted, I know all the benefits of being in an office during the day.
motor oil coffee from the break room.
What’s not to love?
However, the cool thing about my current job is that they’re flexible. And allow for me to schedule around routine doctor appointments by getting my 8 hours in from the comfort of my living room.
I didn’t have to shower right away. I got a home-cooked lunch.
And the hour I saved in commute was an extra half hour of sleep + an extra couple of miles to my standard mid-week gym session- 6 total for the day.
Since there’s another travel weekend coming up, the long(erish) run had to happen sometime, right?
So the working from home is sort of awesome. Except for the whole “8 hours of access to stress eat out of my pantry” thing.
Discipline. It’s something I don’t have.
Which would probably also explain the extra drink I had after dinner last night. And why I didn’t go to the gym this morning.
If I didn’t have such a good time over dinner, I’d probably be more upset.
Instead, I’ll just fill up my to-go mug with coffee and head to the office. Per usual.
And yes, for the people who have asked, this is the same dude as a few weeks ago. He hasn’t been scared off just yet.
Which is surprising. Because we end up accidentally getting ourselves into situations. Like when we decided to go to a nearby favorite bar of mine. And ended up sitting down for drinks in the middle of trivia night.
Kinky trivia night, to be exact.
I guess there’s no better way to learn more about a person…
Ok, now really… time to head into the office…