When you have kids and family demands, working at home seems like a good idea, right? Here are some of the pros and cons, and how it really works.
The pros: I work from home.
I am available any time anyone needs me.
The cons: I work from home.
I’m available any time anyone needs me.
For example, I have a simple transcription job this morning that should take about three hours. I usually save the transcription work for when the kids are home. It doesn’t take too much brain power, but I do need
uninterrupted interrupted (over and over again) time to finish it. I figure that it should be easy-peasy. Not so fast, girlfriend, you are about to be humbled:
Here’s how it has gone so far:
Get out materials, coffee, pens, paper.
Download needed files, set up Word doc.
(Rats! Everybody is waking up already. It’s SATURDAY people! During the school week, it’s murder waking you up. I better clean the kitchen up before everyone makes it worse.)
While I’m cleaning the kitchen, Tadpole says, “Hey mom, I’ll help you by doing some of your work for you.” And she proceeds to type furiously in my new document, asking questions and updating her progress every five seconds. “What do these red, squiggly lines mean?” “I have 56 words already!” “I bet you are so, so happy that I’m getting this started for you.”
Did she say, “I’ll help you by rinsing dishes”? No.
More coffee. Kiss Tadpole on the head and shoo-shoo her away from my computer. (She’s cute, what can I say?)
Start a new word doc. Begin working.
Tadpole and Froglet are laughing/fussing/crying/grousing loudly at each other. Break up fight. Froglet mutters, “shut up” to me under her breath. (She’ll pay for that later.)
Back to work. I’m really getting into it now. I’ll be finished in no time.
“Hey mom, do you know where the clippers are?” “Mom, are there any tamales left?” “Can I play my game?” “We want to workout in the garage, but it needs to be cleaned.” “Can you help me with my ponytail?”
RINSE. REPEAT. RINSE. REPEAT.
Current time: 2:48 p.m.
Work completed: 1 hour
Here’s how you pay back the mouthy child that likes to say “shut up” to her mother. While I’m helping Froglet with her ponytail, a discussion about the birthmark she has on the back of her shoulder/neck area.
She says, “I’ve never seen it. I don’t know what it looks like. Take a picture for me.”
It’s cute, right?
“Let me trace it for you, so you can see it better.”
Froglet, “Wait!? Is that a sharpie you are using? That won’t come off. Don’t.”
“Okay. I’ll just trace it a little. You can’t even see it in the picture.”
Froglet, “Why are you getting another color? You already traced it and took a picture.”
“What are you doing? Gawd, mom!”