Ok, so it's Friiiiiday and I in love with that little fact right there on it's own. But I am especially diggin' today beeecause I finally had the opportunity to...
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...WORK FROM HOME!
I know some of you just got up and left or clicked the little X at the top of the screen because anticlimactic, much? But seriously y'all, this is a big effing deal.
SK and I bought our little home in the 'burbs for specific reasons - close to our families and friends, has a yard for our crazy B, has a pool (insanely expensive to get a house with a pool in the city) and durr, we loved it when we walked in. All glitter and rainbows aside, I have to commute 30 miles each way to work. That's 60 miles round trip. In Houston traffic. Which translates into about 2 to 2 and a half hours on the road. EVERY DAY.
Have I ever mentioned I hate traffic? That it makes me a crazy person? That I cuss more in an hour to work than most normal people do in a week? That I cuss more in an hour and a half home from work than a belligerent drunk does in a MONTH?
Yeah, my travel to/from my office SUCKS BALLS. SK's is no picnic either. But, we signed up for it. I knew when we bought the house that I would have no choice but to make the drive. Houston is such an uber-unfriendly commuter city. No public transportation from the suburbs to the city, save for some random park and rides that all kind of go to the same general area. Also, it's hot as ass most of the year, so hoofing it from a bus stop to an office would necessitate another shower upon arrival.
Gosh, I am complaining a lot right now. But seriously, this is how strongly my hatred is for the traffic in this city.
Being able to get up this morning, go for my daily run with SK and Bella, come home and actually cool off and stop sweating BEFORE I get in the shower, eat a relaxed breakfast and then stroll into the guest room/office to be greeted by this little setup was honestly bliss...
Ok, now before you start laughing hysterically at how I have a framed picture of SK and I on my sweet CARD TABLE desk, slow your roll. Like I said, this is the first time I have ever worked from home. The room I am posted up in today is our 2nd guest room/office/wedding overflow room. Before the garage sale last weekend (which was an insane success!!) this room was a WRECK. Gifts crammed into every corner, boxes balanced precariously in stacks taller than me...you get it. We've cleaned and cleared and sold a bunch of our old junk so now the room that was once a giant mess and constant reminder of our general life disorganization currently houses only a bed and a desk that is kind of sketchy in that it is sort of falling apart and I don't know how well it will hold up my 3lb MacBook. My mom lent us a card table for the garage sale and she has yet to collect it so I drug it inside for the day. The framed photo is set in a mat that is signed by all our friends from our Stock the Bar shower, and while we don't have a place to put it right now, I hate to put something so sweet in a closet.
That was my crazy-long explanation of why you shouldn't make fun of me. Hi, I am a dork.
Have a great weekend, kiddos! Mine starts at exactly 5pm and kicks off WITHOUT an hour and a half drive home.