I'm sure you've heard of WWJD, What Would Jesus Do. But have you discovered WWPC, Working While Petting Cats? That big news I've been promising you finally came to pass, O readers. I have been approved by my boss to try out telecommuting one to two days a week, and my first day in the wonderful world of working remotely was today!
Now if you read my blog's randomness regularly, or pay attention to my Facebook randomness, you may be thinking this news is a tad bit overdue. And it is. I'd hoped that my first day telecommuting would be Tuesday, but on Monday night I was missing a key piece of information for making the remote connection to my work computer. And then on Tuesday night...
Well, on Tuesday night I ran into a snag which could only happen at dear old Glass Bathroom Bank. Where else, in all the wide world of telecommuting, would I not be allowed to connect with my work computer because the antivirus on my home computer is too new? But that was in fact the case, O readers. I had updated my antivirus Monday evening after I realized I was missing information that I couldn't get until the next day, and on Tuesday evening, the new definitions meant my antivirus was no longer recognized by GBB's systems. I got more than a little bit annoyed and frazzled about that.
But last night, with all my information lined up and my shiny new VPN token in hand, I boldly went where no administrative assistant has gone before, and today I have been incredibly productive from my very own desk in my very own bedroom. I've answered emails, set up meetings, ordered software like nobody's business, added access to my boss's swipe card, walked a new employee through the technicalities of our expense report system via screen-sharing...if I do it on a regular basis at the office, I've done it today from the comfort of my own home. And I did it all while wearing a T-shirt which proclaims that I am "Easily Distracted by Shiny Objects" oh look a kitty!
Starsky and Hutch approve of this new order of things, or so I assume by their frequent visits to my bedroom to rub against my legs or curl up on my bed. Buddy and Brando are pretty happy about it too, since I was able to let them out of the basement on my lunch break and even take Brando for a brief walk. Why only Brando? Well, I can't control them both at once by myself, they need practice at being separated without freaking out, and Brando has far more energy he needs to run off.
As for me, my introverted, light-sensitive-migraine-prone self could not be happier. Quite a lovely present for my supposed-to-be-birthday! (July 23 was my mom's due date. Now you know.)
I'll be back physically in the office tomorrow, which is fine with me. There are parts of my job I can't do remotely, like putting away supplies and letting guests onto the floor. But if I can have this couple of days a week of peace and quiet here at home, while still getting all my computer-based work done, that's going to make my exceptionally frustrating job a whole lot less frustrating, and less of a medical issue as well.
And who knows? With less frustration and fewer migraines, I might even be able to start writing again.