As a result of Covid 19 my husband, the inveterate traveller, is being forced to work from home (wfh) for at least the next three weeks.
Send wine.
We've been here before, for longer than that. One of the best things about writing a blog is that you can search up a word on your old posts and be transported back in time - my own personal Tardis. (Boy #2 and I are currently working our way through the back catalogue of 'Dr Who'. Matt Smith is the current doctor - a personal high point for me). Anyway, I managed to find a post I wrote back in 2008 when my husband was made redundant from the bank he worked for. He was wfh home for around 4 months - on and off - and it prompted this observation:
We've already had the arguments over my incorrect stacking of the dishwasher. I am ineffecient, apparantly. Are the plates clean? I ask. That's not the point, I'm told. I bite my tongue. (I am doing a lot of that recently). We reach a compromise: I won't mention the un-emptied gym bag or the coffee cups left around the place, he mustn't criticise the way I stack the blasted dishwasher.
That was two weeks into his 2008 wfh experience. Only two weeks.
Like I said; send wine. Send ALL the wine.
Send wine.
We've been here before, for longer than that. One of the best things about writing a blog is that you can search up a word on your old posts and be transported back in time - my own personal Tardis. (Boy #2 and I are currently working our way through the back catalogue of 'Dr Who'. Matt Smith is the current doctor - a personal high point for me). Anyway, I managed to find a post I wrote back in 2008 when my husband was made redundant from the bank he worked for. He was wfh home for around 4 months - on and off - and it prompted this observation:
We've already had the arguments over my incorrect stacking of the dishwasher. I am ineffecient, apparantly. Are the plates clean? I ask. That's not the point, I'm told. I bite my tongue. (I am doing a lot of that recently). We reach a compromise: I won't mention the un-emptied gym bag or the coffee cups left around the place, he mustn't criticise the way I stack the blasted dishwasher.
That was two weeks into his 2008 wfh experience. Only two weeks.
Like I said; send wine. Send ALL the wine.
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