Yesterday, I actually got dressed, got on London Transport and headed into an office to do some work. That’s right, a freelancers rare commute! I’ve become pretty used to just plonking myself at the table in the lounge and working from morning, right through until late and have to admit that I’ve become a bit of a hermit. I wasn’t actually looking forward to my day away from the house, but I knew it had to be done, simply for my sanity!
Traveling from South East to West London is no mean feat if you are not a fan of mornings or the underground, but I dragged my butt out and took Betsy the Chihuahua along for the ride. She’s still a bit young to be left alone for such a long day and Chihuahuas like company a lot of the time. When I work from home, she is barely two meters away from me for most of the day and if I leave the room she’s always one step behind me (even though I often tread on her by mistake – oops)!
In the past, I’ve spent much of my time on the trains and underground, but when I became a freelancer over a year ago, I instantly became a much happier person – Mornings are so much more relaxed these days. I have to say that there weren’t many happy faces on my journey yesterday, and I even had a few looks of disgust because I had a little dog in tow (one lady even moved away from me, further up the carriage). My connecting Tube (on the dreaded Hammersmith and City line) took around fifteen freezing minutes to arrive, so from door to door, the journey took me one hour and 45 minutes. Long. Zzzzzz.
Anyway, I battled on through and was greeted by the team, pinched someone’s rather comfy chair and ended up having a jolly good day. I did find that I achieved less though – I mean, I did loose the first two hours of the day traveling and I actually stopped work at a reasonable time to head home… Definitely a healthier option, as I sometimes find myself overly consumed by work when there really is no need to push on through those extra hours at the end of the day.
Luckily for me, the office that I went to happened to be above a rather lovely pub, so at the end of the day I was treated to a well earned beer and a sneaky shot, before heading home. I’ve now committed to heading into the office once a month, but I think when the weather perks up a bit, I might be up for making that a bi-weekly trek. I really do love working from home, but it was great to have some company for a change. If someone could loan me their private jet to get there, then I may even head in every week!
Do you work from home? If so, how much effort do you make to see other people during the working day?