As much as I deeply enjoyed working from home full time, alas I will have to give it up in the near future. The most frustrating thing about this is that it was not my decision, but that of higher-ups at my current job. [Long story short, they’ve decided to phase out remote working to ‘foster teamwork, social connection,’ blah blah blah. My teammates are equally as frustrated by this decision.] There are other things at play that are putting my job at risk as well, which is only adding to my frustration.
Which means that this long and extremely fruitful era of writing session scheduling is coming to an end for now. I’d be lying if I said this didn’t upset and annoy me to some degree. I got a hell of a lot done over the years in the pockets of time I was able to use, and not having to deal with a commute.
All that said, I’m taking this in the best possible way I can by adjusting accordingly. Should I start bringing my tablet along to work on things during breaks and lunches? Should I bring books to read for the bus ride? [I plan on sticking in San Francisco and taking public transportation, thank you.] Can I squeeze in trips to the gym after work? What amount of work can I get done, and how?
I’m willing to make adjustments when and where I can. It’ll be just like when I left the warehouse job and moved down to New Jersey; I’ll lose what’s been one of the best arrangements for me to balance work and writing. I can figure it out somehow.
But I ain’t gonna stop writing anytime soon, that’s for sure.