Although I do sport the occasional red lipstick to work out of our home studio (my simple way of feeling “dressed up” for a day at the office!), I’m also getting the feeling that Jack is no longer engaged in my conversations. After all, how many times can I ask him to turn up this song! It’s my favorite! – before I realize it’s never going to happen. (Rather, a bored huff and a bed re-nestling takes place on his part.)
So, to thwart the all-alone-blues that can sometimes happen when working from home – because even the romantic ideas of pajamas and unwashed hair can become tiresome – I’ve begun working alongside my friend, Jess, once a week on Tuesdays. And you know what? It’s so nice to ask a question aloud and get an answer. It’s refreshing to read a funny quip on Facebook and share the silliness; it’s beyond exciting to “go to lunch” with a co-worker, together, and maybe linger a little too long while we’re out.
Bonus, she’s got this fuzzy guy to keep my pet-fix in check:
While there are some co-op working options here in Chicago (I’ve seen this one before, but never committed to the rental fees), we like to think we’ve got a good thing going on – home-working alongside a friend. Cohabitation (from 9-5 anyway). For free.
For now, I’ve been trekking to Jess’ home, which I enthusiastically volunteered for. (Really!) I take my morning coffee to go, I ride the bus, and I head home at the end of a productive day to meet my man for dinner. Those once mundane tasks feel fun again! But once we get our ducks in a row on a new home with space – fingers crossed(!) – we’ll switch off. Perhaps we’ll even sprinkle a few more into our crew, too.
As for my usual partner in crime, Jack? Well, he’s never been more excited to see me when I walk through that door. Mom, you’re hooome! Boy, there is so much I’ve gotta tell you. (Or maybe he just missed his daily office cupcake?)