I retired recently. I have to go out several times a week to get away. If I sit around the house, everywhere I look is something that has to be cleaned, moved, thrown away, cooked, fixed or fed. :)
Yes, I am complaining. It’s one of the truly great pleasures of the retired. :)
Back in the mid 1990s my dad was very ill and we moved our accounting office to family home. When he died the office moved to my house. I did need to go out about 4 times a month – gradually decreasing over the years as clients “joined my father” and finally I was down to one monthly client to go out to.
In addition husband got burned out at work about 15 years ago – He ran a special ed school/mental health counseling agency working with children (up to 21). So we ran the numbers and he quit his job and started doing mental health counseling online from our house – same office for both of us.
Throw in Covid – and we are together every day – all day, while work takes up less and less time for each of us. Since Covid the schedules we kept are gone. I used to at least get out of the house alone two days for month (more in March and early April). Now we are together almost 24/7 – this time of night is the only time we are separate – he is on his computer in our office upstairs and I am on my laptop in the kitchen (separates work and personal by using different computers and time set aside for each).
So even if I want to work – if he does not, my time is wasted by him and what he wants to do! I was called for jury duty late last year. I have always been the better & more adventurous driver of the two. Driving as far as one can go in Queens before driving into Manhattan (and taking the subway the rest of the way to Manhattan) and driving to my embroidery chapter meetings monthly at least kept my driving skills up Always said would never be one of those women who stop driving and their husband’s do all the driving. First reaction at jury duty was to ask husband if he was going to come with me (last time he came along so would not be alone in the house) he said no. I actually had to go out and practice driving before I went (never did remember how to shut off the wipers).
C over 1 year ago
He’s working it
seanfear over 1 year ago
makes me feel good about my ex job when i used to take a nap AT work and NOT at home
SHIVA over 1 year ago
You can see where his priorities lie!!!
mccollunsky over 1 year ago
You could say Adam was living the dream, literally.
snsurone76 over 1 year ago
Does he EVER want to work??
thevideostoreguy over 1 year ago
Four hours is WAY too long for a nap.
some idiot from R'lyeh Premium Member over 1 year ago
I found that over the pandemic – I wasn’t working from home so much as sleeping at work.
nosirrom over 1 year ago
Four hours of productivity then he woke up.
timinwsac Premium Member over 1 year ago
I think Robs trying to tell us something.
ladykat over 1 year ago
I napped yesterday afternoon. It felt good.
Ed The Red Premium Member over 1 year ago
Adam, you don’t work from home — you live at your office.
vaughnrl2003 Premium Member over 1 year ago
I have to work from home now. I have my own office and all my own stuff and it’s still an effort to go to my office.
KEA over 1 year ago
same for retirees, at least me, I work on stuff every day now
cuzinron47 over 1 year ago
Can you bring back a souvenir from your guilt trip?
cuzinron47 over 1 year ago
Adam doesn’t have a special talent, he can sleep in any position, in spite of the coffee he drinks.
mistercatworks over 1 year ago
I retired recently. I have to go out several times a week to get away. If I sit around the house, everywhere I look is something that has to be cleaned, moved, thrown away, cooked, fixed or fed. :)
Yes, I am complaining. It’s one of the truly great pleasures of the retired. :)
gopher gofer over 1 year ago
there are all sorts of tasks to keep you busy when you work from home. darts, toe nail clipping…
T... over 1 year ago
Adam and his osmotic solutions…
mafastore over 1 year ago
Back in the mid 1990s my dad was very ill and we moved our accounting office to family home. When he died the office moved to my house. I did need to go out about 4 times a month – gradually decreasing over the years as clients “joined my father” and finally I was down to one monthly client to go out to.
In addition husband got burned out at work about 15 years ago – He ran a special ed school/mental health counseling agency working with children (up to 21). So we ran the numbers and he quit his job and started doing mental health counseling online from our house – same office for both of us.
Throw in Covid – and we are together every day – all day, while work takes up less and less time for each of us. Since Covid the schedules we kept are gone. I used to at least get out of the house alone two days for month (more in March and early April). Now we are together almost 24/7 – this time of night is the only time we are separate – he is on his computer in our office upstairs and I am on my laptop in the kitchen (separates work and personal by using different computers and time set aside for each).
So even if I want to work – if he does not, my time is wasted by him and what he wants to do! I was called for jury duty late last year. I have always been the better & more adventurous driver of the two. Driving as far as one can go in Queens before driving into Manhattan (and taking the subway the rest of the way to Manhattan) and driving to my embroidery chapter meetings monthly at least kept my driving skills up Always said would never be one of those women who stop driving and their husband’s do all the driving. First reaction at jury duty was to ask husband if he was going to come with me (last time he came along so would not be alone in the house) he said no. I actually had to go out and practice driving before I went (never did remember how to shut off the wipers).