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A Day in the Life of Working from Home
An honest version.
It’s finally 6 pm — an acceptable time to sign off from your company-provided laptop. You’re relieved, even if you just moved half of your to-do items to tomorrow. Eh. You’ve gotten used to it by now. It’s basically part of your routine. Besides, you’re more efficient at home. That’s what all the news articles say, so it must be true.
You turn off the volume on your computer.
Slack’s notification sound is already seared into your brain. You’ve gotten so good at listening for the faint tup-tuptuptuptup! from the other side of the house. You’ve also gotten good at deciding if you should run up two flights of stairs to check if the message is actually urgent. It’s usually not.
You have some dinner, at an actual kitchen table. You wonder why you ever bothered with a kitchen table before the pandemic, seeing that you’ve only started using it since.
You go for a walk around the neighborhood because that’s the universal pandemic activity. You wave to your neighbors — even though you waved to them yesterday. People are creatures of habit.
The sun is still up. The abundance of time is never lost on you.
You swear you’re never going back to the office. You don’t know how you ever did it.
