Not too long ago people got up, got dressed, got in their cars and drove to work. At the end of the day, they drove home. Work was work and home was home. With the advent of technology, that line has become fuzzier. I had the opportunity to work from home while I was at Cardinal. It was grueling; eight hours in front of a computer with no distractions! How I missed my co-workers! Shaun and I have had this same discussion - about how working from home is so much more productive than going to work (no socializing, no distractions, etc..).
Since we've been in Maine, Jermaine and I have both entertained opportunities to work from home. In fact, we're still entertaining this concept. Would it work, would it make us happy? My last month at Cardinal I worked 20 hours per week from home. I felt like I could never really relax. Whenever I sat down at the computer I would immediately check my Cardinal mail, then do whatever it was I set out to do. When you work from home, there is no clear distinction between work and home life. You can never really leave work.
Even aside from working without distractions, I think you actually work harder from home because you're so worried about someone thinking that you aren't working enough, that you over-compensate.
Jerms and I have a favorite field - it's a hay farm that we pass going to and from our house (pictured to the left). We wait with anticipation to see what the farmer is going to do next. It's funny; we love that darn farm, it's just beautiful. One evening we watched the farmer drive his tractor around picking up hay bails and the thought came to me that working from home isn't a new concept at all, but a very old one. It was 7pm and this elderly farmer was hard at work. There was no punching out at 5pm for him. He wasn't collecting overtime or worried about his boss seeing him working past five. He was just working.
Of course, the oldest profession itself has been performed from home (no, not that profession, you sicko)...MOTHERHOOD! Oh, it's a job alright. Like the ARMY in so many ways: "Not just a job, it's an adventure", "the toughest job you'll ever love", and you have to enjoy wearing green (spit up) and getting up at the crack of dawn.
Tomorrow I have two interviews, one is a tremendous opportunity in every way, but with a 50 minute commute, the other is less of a career move, but it's a work from home opportunity. I'm praying that the Lord will open and close the appropriate doors because I am completely incompetent when it comes to making big decisions (don't tell my interviewers though).
Sorry to bother you all with my musings...