Lord. Some weeks, I think the only thing that gets me through, is the fact that I get to work from home occasionally.
I work in an area of the building where there is no way to see outside. No natural light. If it is a snowstorm or sun-shiny day, I will not know the difference. This goes against everything that is me. If I could work in the open air everyday and still make a living, I would be doing it.
So when I am working remotely, I’ll find some way to feel that breeze on my skin. Only 15 to 20 years to retirement yall! I need something to get me through these weeks.
P.S. . . . and the Budster loves to have me home too so he can lay in the sun.