Famous last words - "I am going to work from home some next week."
I have a big deliverable due Monday cob. (Do you know how long it took me to figure out what "cob" was when I started working here? Like forever. For those of you like me, that would be "close of business".)
But I needed time off. I needed a full two weeks off. Not 4 days and a week. A full two weeks.
Today I worked on laundry, I folded laundry, I spent lots of hours remoted in to my work computer, I made Christmas cookies, I played in the snow with the kids, I watched movies with my kids.
While this sounds productive, it is not.
See I did like one load of laundry and never got it it moved over to the dryer.
I started folding the five baskets of laundry in my bedroom and got like one load folded.
I did deliver the two major components (of three components) to my client. All the while ticking off at least one or two team members.
I burnt two batches of cookies while on the phone with a coworker and my daughter squealed in both our ears. And I called him "honey". Actually I called my daughter honey, but then had to answer when he said, "did you call me honey?"
I watched movies from the kitchen and listened to them on my computer.
But I DID play in the snow with the kids and get a snowman built.
And as AB reminded me, I did get dinner fixed (and half of it packaged up for my friend who just had twins) and it was yummy.
I am hoping for more success tomorrow. Though I am not terribly confident. I still have that one deliverable component pending, lunch with a coworker and then I promised the kids I would take them to open gym.
We will see if things loosen up then.