Thankfully, my COVID-19 test came back negative and I was able to make a somewhat rare appearance at the office on Monday after being away for two weeks.
I will continue to work at home when I can as recommended by the good doctor, Deena Hinshaw, hey it's the right thing to do.
However, I have found that separation does make the heart
grow fonder.
My Reason for Living can only sigh when she hears people say something like: "You have know idea what it's like to work with a seven-year-old in the house."
Co-worker Krista Conrad is getting off easy with her five children at home.As a former class clown with honours, I still tend to live by the golden rule: "If I don't want to work, nobody should."
I tend to hit the basement about 8:30 a.m. to start work. By 9 a.m. MRFL has been asked: "What are you doing now?", "What's for breakfast?" and "How come Carrie Mathieson on Homeland can still keep working with the CIA?" (I discovered Crave during self-isolation.)
Of course, those are quickly followed by my: "What did you do with my cell?", "Do you have a pen?", "How does this stupid Zoom work?", "Hey is it effect or affect?".
By 9:30 I need a break.
"Honey, do you want to take a walk?, What are you doing now?" I'm hungry, can you make me something?" "Do you want to watch Bullwinkle with me?"
But I was back at work Monday and Tuesday, away from MRFL, which may be the trend.
I worry about her. This self-isolation is mixing MRFL's days up.
She started calling Monday and Tuesday her own little weekend.
