Jul 29, 2014

What 2-days of working from home made me realize...

It's summer time and unfortunately nannies too need a vacation. So on Monday and Tuesday this week I worked from home to accommodate for our nanny being away. I have worked outside of the office for a longer stretch before, but usually it was either because I was away at a conference or on a working vacation to Charlotte, NC. May be my memory is failing me but this was really the first time I worked from my home for 2-days in a row after having Asha. Yeah, I know I'm late to the game...

Besides the occasional slowness of the internet and my fixation on the dirty dishes in the sink, I'd say that it worked out really well. It took a bit of juggling to make sure Asha was entertained and fed but overall it was a productive day. I love making lists, so of course I kept one for all the things that I liked as they happened.

What I loved:

  • Excellent coffee and tea selection. Unless I am meeting someone for coffee I usually don't make a trip to Starbucks just by myself. Instead I make do with the generic office coffee and tea selection. After 10 years of working I've gotten used to all kinds of sub par coffee but my taste buds sing when I do drink a good cup! Last two days were very good for the caffeine addict in me. 
  • Lighting a good smelling candle. Something has simple as having a candle lit makes such a difference in my mood and stress factor. Since candles are not allowed at our work, I was happy to take advantage of this luxury while at home.
  • Taking a yoga break. Asha was asleep and I had just finished a pretty long and intense conference call. So I basically rolled out my yoga mat and took a 10-minute vinyasa break. I can't tell you how awesome that felt. It was even better than the good smelling candle. I can't see this happening at the office which lacks privacy and a change of clothes. 
  • Listening to an actual radio. I guess this one is not that big of a deal since I listen to the radio on my phone at work. But, it felt great not to have headphones in my ears all day long and to walk around and still not miss any of the radio show. 
  • Fresh lunch. I didn't have to think about lunch at dinner the night before or at breakfast. I literally could wait till I got hungry and see what I craved. Also, having fresh fruit around made me eat an apple instead of my usual run to Walgreen's for Lindt dark chocolate truffles. Oh and no sharing of the fridge. I didn't have to dig out my lunch from behind 500 plastic bags of stuff. 
  • Being barefoot. To not have to wear shoes for 9 hours made me very very happy!
  • Temperature control. It is always cold at work no matter the season. I was happy to work in a room that didn't require me to put on my sweater or a scarf in the middle of summer.
  • Time saving. Because I wasn't commuting back and forth (even though my commute is less than 30 minutes) I was able to start working early and to go to the gym after work. 
So it's not just the yoga pants I guess; there are so many things I loved about being home. I'm sure though that on the 3rd day I would have started missing my awesome coworkers and that view of the Chicago Loop and my nice work clothes. But it was fun while it lasted and who knows a couple of days every few weeks will be a good way to enjoy the best of both worlds. 

Jul 21, 2014

Salute to the Master.


In life I am mildly obsessed with Hemingway (who I also credit for my second obsession of Paris and everything French). Today is his birthday and I celebrate by drinking one of his favorite drinks (Whisky and Soda) and re-reading some of my favorite passages from his book, A Moveable Feast. Here's one where he talks about his dear friend F. Scott Fitzgerald:
His Talent was as natural as the pattern that was made by the dust on a butterfly's wings. At one time he understood it no more than the butterfly did and he did not know when it was brushed or marred. Later he became conscious of his damaged wings and of their construction and he learned to think and could not fly any more because the love of flight was gone and he could only remember when it had been effortless. 
Not a single word that doesn't belong; just honesty and beauty. This is how I feel about all his books and stories. And when I make my attempts at writing, I try to remember his advice to only "write the truest sentence you know" because the rest is usually always crap.

Here's to the the most interesting man in my books.  Happy 115th birthday dear Sir!

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