Abby the Lab here with a report from home. Mom's on her way home - she called Dad at o'dark hundred to let him know she was at the airport waiting for her flight to Chicagoland. So, until she's back home again, I'm going to give you a synopsis of how her work days often go on the day each week she works from home. Secret Squirrel pops out of bed, ready to start the day.
First, a little walk to get the blood circulating.
A few reps on the workout bench.
This is NOT a yoga pose, someone is stuck.
What are the neighbor's up to. If you see food, go over and say hello.
Look - nuts!
What are YOU looking at.
This is Mom's professional telework attire.
No, not her Alma mater, but but it's soft and comfy (I slept on it while Mom took her shower, I wonder if she'll notice the dog hair)
Mom - it's too early to start the day.
Telework days go pretty quick, as a lot of work can be accomplished with the quiet. Let's see, I bet Mom can mark out where the witnesses were standing using Gumby and Pokey ( hmmm - that might go over as well as the interrogatories with hand puppets).
At lunch - while Mom gets a bite and preps what she will cook for dinner later - I get a walk with my dog walker Jan. I get to sniff and see everything going on in our neighborhood. While Mom gets back to work - focused and serious.
My job as telework dog is to nap on the futon in the office as the work day draws to a close.
While Mom makes a phone call to someone she needs a report and puts together a hundred tiny, seemingly unrelated details to form a story.
Yay - she's done and I get another walk with Mom before she makes dinner and Dad comes home.
"Did you say walk? Or Bacon? They sound the same."
Before you know it the light was dimming and it was evening. Mom didn't save the world or gather a bunch of nuts, but such days are productive days - especially with the best furry office assistant ever.