I’ve told you before that being home most days can be a funny, strange thing. I’ve been slipping from my hot-red lipstick routine a bit (I blame an abnormally warm summer for this), but I’ll never stop getting a kick out of Jack’s peanut butter eating, lip-smacking silliness.
Yes, I love being my own boss (the hardest one I’ve ever had, really), but there have been times that I really miss being around co-workers. Um, people co-workers. My boy, Jack, and his kitty sisters are great company – and I often kiss them throughout the day for “good luck” (Good luck kisses!, I say) – but when I’m being annoying, I wish they’d tell me. Or if they find my outfit especially flattering (or not), or if the tag on my tee is hanging out, I want them to say so. Or if I’ve just had a great idea, I wish they’d let me know that, too.
To remedy this, I’ve been trying to run more errands in the middle of the day. Scott has to remind me to do so – get out of the house!, he tells me. It’s good to see the sun (who knew?), and after all these years living in Chicago, I still love seeing so many people on the sidewalks, running their errands, at every hour of the day.
When my mind starts wishing for past, easier bosses (who knew I’d ever call them easy!) and co-workers I barely knew, it’s been a long week. Because even on so-called tough days (perhaps my accounting isn’t lining up, or my shipping supplies have just run out or I’ve about had it! with my writer’s block), I enjoy my work – and yes, I very much love my fuzzy companions at the studio. And when I’m feeling generous, I’ll reward them with belly rubs and spoonfuls of peanut butter. It’s my version of bringing cupcakes to the office.
Have a happy, sweet weekend!
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