Oooh, luxury. This morning at the gym, realizing I probably didn't have any
meetings I couldn't miss, I decided I could not face the drive in and
called in to say I was working at home. It's sort of like calling in sick, only
productive (at least somewhat). I decided I could spend half the day installing
our new remote dial-in networking program on the theory that. with our unHelpful
Desk it would actually take that long) and the other half reviewing material for a
class I'm teaching in a couple of weeks.
I did miscalculate a bit; it
turned out there was no possible way to install the remote program without going
into work and downloading some stuff from my laptop there, which I don't have here
because it's just too damned heavy to carry home every night, which is why I need
the remote program on my home computer in the first place. On the other hand, I'd
figured all that out, answered all my e-mail, and finished a bowl of popcorn
(what? It's got to be as mutritius as cereal!) and my second cup of tea by the
time I'd usually be getting into work after driving forty miles. Oh, and I'd erged
an extra 3K to help make up for sleeping in yesterday.
Plus, I get to
be near my fridge, be home for a meeting Rudder had scheduled with another pool-
renoation guy, and have lunch with Egret and the micro-humans. And do laundry
while I work.
Note to self: speak to manager re telecommuting more
often. Also, take in lighter-weight laptop bag. Maybe that will help.