In which actually going to work provides a bit of vacation

It felt sooooo good today to drive over to the building where my actual loverly dog-poopy cube is located. I parked in *my* parking space. I had a moment of panic as I approached the door. Did I remember the keycode I’ve been entering for almost four years now to get into this place? Well, of course I did but it turned out that I didn’t need to enter it at that moment because Broosie was going in just ahead of me and I got in on his nickel. I also got a weather report and some gas price predictions.

I spent a lot of time “holding court” (as the long suffering, cat herding person termed it) this morning. The folks I work with are all around my age and most of them have been through this stuff already. I’m a “baby” in that sense, thanks to some pretty dern good DNA on both sides of the fambly. That stuff is expensive, don’tcha know… 😉 So my co-workers were all very supportive about this. The UBoss came by to ask how my telecommuting experience had been going. Did I need anything? I was happy to report that I felt very successful connecting to both the internet and the vpn and I thanked him profusely for the fact that my company makes it so easy for its employees to telecommute when they need to. As much of a nerd as I am, I am pretty flabbergasted that I can do this and that my company is supportive of it.

It was wonderful to be in my cube again but I did find myself missing people like Juanita and Mumma wandering through the long term care solarium as I was working. They did not disrupt my work at all. They are in their own worlds, gently searching for whatever it is that they need. I missed the dern three o’clock snack today. Ponytail and his cronies pass out snacks at certain times of the day and if I am in the right place at the right time, I get one too! 🙂 Today, I managed to scrabble together a bag lunch but I did not have a three o’clock snack. So, guess who kept nodding off at around that time!

Came home (home home home). Walked to Plum Market. As I was walking back, NPJane was parking in front of my house. Whine with NpJane in the back yard ensued. Bird and chippie watching and gossip and NPJane is going to Cally for a long-needed vacation. I am envious… And cuzzints make the world go ’round, don’tcha know?

5 Responses to “In which actually going to work provides a bit of vacation”

  1. Margaret Says:

    It must be weird to be in your actual place of employment! Multi-tasking is tricky and tiring; just doing one thing is a vacation. 🙂

  2. isa Says:

    Meet me in Seattle! Or here, I guess.

  3. Jay Says:

    Seattle? Who is coming to Seattle???

  4. isa Says:

    @Jay Trying to convince my mom to meet up there!! Sometime… 🙂

  5. Kathy Farnell Says:

    If you go to Seattle, maybe you can stay with Steven. Hey, I ought to go with you too. We can all stay with Steven – or not! Also, Happy Birthday to Steven May 10th.