I’m taking up the french horn again. About 25 years later. I’ve been really enjoying it. And it’s coming back to me really naturally. I’m pretty dang excited.
Today’s one of those days when I didn’t leave the house (I work from home), but also, where I had to stop and think a minute to even recall if I left the house or not. I didn’t, unless sticking one’s arm through the doorway to grab the mail counts.
Oh, I wish I could work from home too… ah well…
Wow Julie, that was a good punch!
Working at home has its comforts, but it can be very isolating. I preferred when I had a tiny office downtown and could walk there every day, stopping to say hello to Kay at the library, or Jenny at LARAC. Good times. 🙂
I see they still have some problems there.
Well, that sounds good too, but in cities like mine, just moving to the workplace can be stressful enough… 🙁