It’s 8:45 am. I’m at my desk, fresh cup of tea to hand and fingers at the ready. But I’m 45 minutes too early.
The boy had to be at school early this morning, so our morning routine was brought forward by 45 minutes and that gave me this gift of extra working time. But it’s also a glimpse into the future. Come September, the boy will be on a bus at 8am without me even needing to get dressed, let alone leave the house.
And so things will change again. A working day of 8am to 4pm starts to line up with the ‘normal’ routine of the outside world. l don’t want to sleepwalk into this change and, without thinking about it, find myself working (almost) nine to five. (As a wise woman once sang, “What a way to make a living!“)
I came into this live and work at home life so that I could build work around life instead of the other way round, so I could be present for my family and have time for myself. Until now, my work time has been boundaried by someone else’s needs (nap time was the only work time for a good while) and by the outside world (school hours, clubs and activities). That’s not going to end completely, but slowly the potential work time is increasing and I need to make some conscious decisions about how much work I can take on and still be true to myself.
I chose this live and work at home life. I choose it again now. I choose to mix work and home, work and play, responsibilities and freedom. The challenge is in finding a new way to make it work, for everyone.