There are a number of writers out there convinced that the time off will give them the time and space needed to write their book. While I wish them well, the only proclamation I fall into is, “I’m going to try and figure this all out for myself.” I cannot promise anything more than that. The situation is fluid and full of change. Nothing about my day to day work life remains intact, and my family life is equally impacted. I cannot say what the impact will be of full time work from home, because I am not set up for it, nor do I have a sense of how to get there.
I want to get there.
In a perfect world I work from home for the rest of my professional career, only going into the office when it is required for events. This reality requires preparations I have not made in either home. The weekend home (as we now call it) is set up better for that so far, but that is solely because I have a space with power and a workstation. That doesn’t mean my life is set up for that–for having everyone at home all the time and moving about and living their lives, which often include or at least desire my presence. I love that. I love that my life can often be compartmentalized in hang with family and work compartments, but the reality no longer allows that and I have no real ability to separate out those things on my home thus far–especially in terms of wanting to spend the majority of my time with my partner.
In short, I need to man up. Working from home can be excellent so long as I can structure my time and stick to that structure.