I told you on stories yesterday that I would share my working from home experience thus far. It's safe to say it hasn't necessarily been smooth sailing.
The first weekend we were told to stay home was my birthday weekend. I had a trip planned and opted to use one of my PTO days for my actual birthday (a Monday). I wasn't able to go home that weekend to see my parents. I didn't want to waste PTO so I ended up working on my birthday. Once my actual birthday rolled around (3/23) it was as good as it could be I suppose. My people managed to make it special considering the circumstances. My Mom and Dad sent me birthday cake and my boyfriend brought over il bracco for dinner. All was well until I started crying that night because I missed my family. As soon as I'm allowed to go home I'm going to celebrate it. Even if it's in June haha.
Fast forward to the next week and I realize I'm really not sleeping. It's taking me 2-3 hours to fall asleep and then I wake up around 2/2:30 and lay there wide awake until about 5. I can't tell if I'm worried about losing my job (I work in oil and gas) or getting the virus. Maybe both? I thought I was dealing with it all in a great way but something deep down was keeping me from getting enough sleep. Since that week I've been taking sleeping medicine each night. It works and I hope to be able to stop taking it once this storm has passed.
Week 3: I love working from home. Capital L. It's so peaceful. There's no one around to interrupt me or distract me. I've decided that from here on out I only want to apply for jobs that allow me to work remotely. There's a small sense of freedom, but not enough.
This is a weird time. I miss my family and I miss pilates class. I'm afraid to turn the corner to see what next week will bring. Whatever it is I hope I'm strong enough to get through it and brave enough to be transparent with you. Share the fun things, the shiny shoes, but also the raw unfiltered moments where I don't want to post on social media because I have nothing positive to talk about.