Okay, so I’m not nearly as funny as I think I am, but despite that horrible headline I just wrote, I do hope y’all get something out of this blog. I wanted to write today because I’ve been thinking lately about my choice back in March to come back home to go to work. It was basically going to be an “in between time” while I waited for school to start in May, so I could become an elementary school teacher. Last time I had worked from home, it was as a transcriptionist, and because I didn’t like transcribing, I really didn’t like working from home. Surprise, surprise: When you’re doing something that make you miserable, you’re going to be miserable. See? It’s pearls of wisdom like that, that keep my readers coming back for more. You can thank me in the comment section.
Moving right along…The problem was, I mixed up my misery in doing transcription work with working from home. I thought that I just didn’t do well working from home, that it just wasn’t right for me and my personality, when really it was just me hating the job I happened to be doing.
So this time, I was going to only work from home for a month or two, start summer school, and life would continue on its merry way. Except summer school didn’t work out for financial reasons (did anyone else know that scholarships from colleges aren’t nearly as common for the summer as they are fall and spring? I just hadn’t ever thought about it, and I just assumed I’d be able to get a scholarship for the summer semester. Whoops!) So then I decided to go to school this fall instead, and just work through the summer. In the back of my mind, I was a little worried about working from home for the whole summer, because although I had enjoyed this foray into the work-at-home field, I kept thinking it wasn’t going to last. The other shoe was going to drop any day now.
Then this past weekend, I was talking to my sister about my jobs and what I had going on, and I realized as I talked that I really liked my life and my work. I am happy.
Do I still have bad days? Oh yes. The difference is, when I’m having a bad day at an office job, I still have to answer the phones. I still have to be nice to my boss. I still have to get along with my coworkers and other employees. I can’t just shut myself off from the world and ignore everyone until I feel like being sociable again. At home, I can!! When I don’t feel like talking to anyone, I simply exit out of my e-mail, turn off my Bloglines notifier, and shut off my cell phone. I don’t have to talk to anyone, I don’t have to do smile through my teeth – I can just be grumpy, get it out of my system, and get on with life. 😉
Although the ability to be a hermit is wonderful, there is an even better benefit to enjoy: Variety. Don’t miss it!