One of the very cool things about our move is the having the ability to consistently work in the office a few days a week. I really enjoy my job. I actually began going into the office a full week before I’d planned to start.
I’m extremely conditioned to work at home. I’ve been doing it for years. In fact, I’m far more productive at home – I work even longer hours during the day (I work every night, regardless) and they are mostly uninterrupted, so my productivity level is extremely high at home. However, I’d been traveling back to Arizona to go into the office for periods of time and not only was that less than ideal, it’s difficult when both parents travel for work.
So many things about this move are amazing, and this is one of them. Sure, I have to actually get dressed to do this – although this week, I loosely interpreted the phrase “get dressed” because my clothes are all still packed – but the upside is huge.
(If we’re friends on Facebook, you’ve had to hear me gush about all of the other upsides almost daily. I’m sorry. But happiness is not overrated, and being “home” is the epitome of happiness.)
Being around creativity and having the ability to collaborate is great. I’m lucky to have the perfect balance between working at home a few days a week and working in the office a few days a week. Because of my health – which I rarely talk about here, but is a daily reality for me - working in any office daily is not an option. It’s why working from home has always been great, but it can be isolating and it’s not always easy.
So now I have the best of both worlds and I don’t take it for granted. But this is new to me during this season of my life. I haven’t been in an office regularly since before I had kids. When I was traveling to Arizona for work, I didn’t worry. I knew the kids were in another state and that was that.
Now? They’re close. Tonight, my littles were already asleep by the time I got home.
I was ever so slightly conflicted, but mostly, I was good. It probably goes back to that supremely happy feeling. I snuck in and snapped a few pictures and counted my blessings.
I have some pretty sweet blessings.
And if I had been slightly unsure, reading my mom’s Facebook status update tonight would have quashed any doubts: “My son in law asked me to stop by today on my way back home (they are close so this is easy). Matty and Molley came running up and with exuberance exclaimed “Grandma, are you here to take us to Costco?” If only life were really this uncomplicated. I love those two M&M’s. Something I learned but left in Costa Rica: “Pura Vida.” Thank you for the reminder grandbabies and a Pura Vida to all of you!!!”
Life. Is. Good.