DABDA should have more letters. Like S or C or Q and whatever else is needed for the “sitting alone eating chips & queso” stage.
Category: work from home
I had to raise my voice at work today. It’s been seven hours since I had to be quite firm on a conference call and, yes, I still feel bad. Bad? Guilty. Annoyed. Nervous. All of the above. (Also, do we still call them conference calls? Or do we just go by Zooms now? I … Continue reading UnHERnged
The Business of Comfort
I am writing from something that you would more likely expect to see in the control center at SpaceX than in the sticks of central Virginia. This newly built office getup, in which I now live, has more controls and options and comfort than I even knew was possible. What? I shouldn’t be finishing my … Continue reading The Business of Comfort
Dead (Wo)man Walking
A letter to my husband… No, not the sweet kind where I tell you how proud I am of you or how lucky I am to be your wife. Though, yes...all of that is true. It’s just that yesterday, I know I had a total meltdown over something that may be rated as a lopsided … Continue reading Dead (Wo)man Walking
The Big Shift
This is an expanded version of an article submitted to LinkedIn in response to a provided writing prompt to discuss the rocketing trend of employees opting to quit their jobs in lieu of returning to a physical office. Have you heard? The working world is about to get shook. Fourteen months ago, many of our … Continue reading The Big Shift
We’ll get it right, eventually.
There's still time to get it right, right? I mean, we're closing in on a year since our world was completely upended - no big deal that just about eleven months in, we're still having hiccups here and there, right? We've still got time to pull it together and really start nailing this whole pandemic … Continue reading We’ll get it right, eventually.
It looks like the surrounding neighborhoods spent much of 2020 designing new layouts for their Christmas lights. Ours...are not quite up yet. Rich is holding firm to not lighting the house until the third-ish week of December. And, in a who are you? twist, our Fall/Thanksgiving decor still adorns the mantle, flag pole, and front … Continue reading (Ab)Normal Traditions.
Flatten the Curve. No, the other one.
March 11th. This was the approximate day the work-from-home workforce was sent into action. Employees across America sent scurrying on a backwards commute, carrying their monitors, keyboards, and mice under one arm - empty lunch box under the other. It was exciting! A whole new world! No more ironed shirts, travel mugs or lanyards showing … Continue reading Flatten the Curve. No, the other one.
If you haven't read a blog by now that starts with "may as well start documenting some of this craze for the martians to find in later years," you are blessed. And by 'craze,' I'm not saying it's not real - I absolutely get it. And I also absolutely get that humor keeps me moving … Continue reading Pandem(ic)onium
Pajamas for everyone?
Throw out your button pants