Nearly every morning, after Kevin takes a shower and gets ready for the day, he will give me a quick kiss, say “I’m going to work now,” and then walk the few steps required to get to our home office.
Where he’s working now, full time.
His company liquidated (thanks to President Obama’s wonderful stimulus package which spooked banks into hoarding and not lending, but that story is old and what’s done is done and there’s no sense in
bitching whining about it now) a few months back and since he was the CFO, he’s required by the law of the state where the company was originated to keep things active/open for three years. Which means he moved all of his files (three file cabinets) and his computer (note the three monitors) to our home office. It’s been a tight squeeze, but he’s a master at organization and somehow he fit it all in.
I admit, I was wary of him working from home. I thought we would get in each other’s way and get on each other’s nerves, but so far so good. In fact, it’s been quite the opposite. He’s been so busy I’ve had to practically beg him to pay attention to me.
I assure you, this is not the norm. 🙂
I’d like to find a way for him to work from home full time. I’m MORE than ready to get a job outside the home (for the insurance – ah health insurance, don’t even get me started) and then he could stay home and do … whatever. I’m MORE than ready to do a little role reversal and unless something else comes up that he wants to do in the interim, that will likely happen after our trip in July.
In the meantime, it comforts me to hear him on the three phones he answers on a daily basis (his cell phone, the company cell phone, our home phone) and know that he’s literally just a few steps away.
It’s both cool and odd.
I can do cool and odd.
Emily at Chatting at the Sky hosts a weekly “noticing” party – giving us a chance to unwrap and share the little gifts that God gives to us on a daily basis.