Back to work today after a week's paternity leave and a little added holiday. I guess I have a job which never allows me to switch off, then again maybe that's my own fault but I reckon what with the office being 10 to 15 minutes away I could quite easily work from home. No need to buy work clothes because I am equally as efficient in front of my laptop with my jammies on, no need to buy lunch, drink shit coffee or actually have to see anyone I don't want to. Perfect. And they could save on all my intrinsic costs, and pay me more.
Just to think I used to stand on that platform and squeeze onto trains and spend half my life commuting and vowed never to work from home. Then in Chicago I used to walk the 2 miles in every day (unless it was freezing then jumped a cab for $7), now I am just a mile and half away by road or a ferry across the harbour, but I have decided I would rather work from home. Menopause or nappy brain or something.
Oh, and I can stay up later and have lie-in's, well at least I could've. I did stay up late last night to watch those damn New York Yankees
win their 27th 'world' series by seeing of the Phillies in game six 7-3. Had to roll my eyes at those New Yorkers pumping their chests and screaming at reporters that it had been a whole nine years since their last title. Chicago Cubs fans have waited and continue to wait. 1908 being the Cubs last victory, and 1945 their last appearance.