A Multi-Tasker's Dream Come True

Following a very small office fire I started working from home. My initial reaction was something along the lines of "I cannot believe this is happening to me. I am the luckiest person in the world". After about a week it turned into "This is sort of scary and I am really starting to freak out". A few days ago I turned a corner and have fallen into a lovely, comfortable routine. I was warned by fellow work from homers that it takes a little getting used to, that there is some skill involved, and that I needed to be patient. There is no doubt that I prefer the order of the office and that I certainly thrive in that environment. Working from home on a consistent basis is definitely not for me. That said, I do think that I will now be able to handle working a few days from home each month with ease, particularly when every other day is spent in the highly-organized, over-functioning office. In the interim, I am trying to enjoy my peaceful days. Loki and I have a nice routine - a quiet cup of coffee once the house quiets down around 7:45, a load of laundry, a few dishes, maybe a bit of cleaning, then work, then bark at the mailperson (Loki, not me), then lounge in the sunshine (Loki, not me), then eat lunch, then lounge in the sunshine again (Loki, not me). Actually, I think Loki has it pretty good. I will take his schedule.

Loki, lounging: