I cannot begin to explain how excited I was yesterday knowing it was my last day at work. Knowing that today I would be able to sleep in while my bub went off to work. Knowing that when I wanted a short break from work I could go do something that would still be productive. Then my boss broke my little heart. He told me that today we would have a meeting in the morning to go over what I did in my job and make sure everyone that would still be working there would be up to speed about what they had to do. I was bummed that I wouldn't be able to sleep in but figured I could leave as soon as the meeting was over, and seeing as how everyone has pretty much done everything that I did I didn't see it being a very long meeting.
I reluctantly dragged myself out of bed this morning, asked my fiance if it was doing anything outside(I live in New England and this winter has been more than a little white) and sadly left home, minus lunch(I figured I wouldn't need any seeing as how I'd be home before noon). Of course as soon as I got outside I noticed that it was snowing just the faintest bit, well, by the time I got to work there was new snow on the ground, covering the existing snow and any parking lots. It was only when I got to work that I realized it was going to be a crappy travel day.
As soon as I got in I specifically reminded myself not to punch in like normal, after all I was on no one's clock but my own today. I hopped on the computer and began doing research into potential customers. The first hour or so dragged a bit but before I knew it the time was flying by. My boss got in rather late, well normal for him, but still eleven o'clock is pushing it for a morning meeting.
Soon lunch was rearing it's ugly ahead along with the blizzard outside my office door. I thanked my lucky stars that I'd bought a chocolate chip muffin from DnD's because that always tides me over till noon. I kept waiting for my boss to call me into his office for the meeting. I continued to diligiently do some research and every now and then I took goof off breaks. Though I'm realizing I need to be better about either planning out my breaks or timing them so they don't take over.
Throughout the day I was keeping tabs on my bub because he works in Boston and it would be my job to get him home when he was done. We both hoped he'd be able to leave early but when that didn't look like an option and the weather looked horrendous out I looked for a plan B. The only one I could see, and the one I liked the least, was that he would have to stay in Boston at his parents. Now this would stink for two reasons, one: he would have nothing to wear to bed and would be stuck working tomorrow in the same clothes as today and two: if the weatherman knows anything my bub may not even have to work tomorrow and not getting to spend a snow day together would be anything but ideal. Yes, I know, now that I work from home I don't get snow days, ah sad fact of working from home, but ah well. Still, just having him there for lunch and waking up whenever we wanted would be nice. Thankfully a "previously unknown door in my mind opened up"(stolen from Don White, god I love that man), and option number three popped up in my head, he could take the bus! There is a charter bus company that runs a commuter bus to Boston and it just so happens to drive right by our house. So, thankfully tomorrow on my real first day working from home I will have my bub by my side.
No comments:
Post a Comment