This is my view this week.
My youngest and I ran away to the lake again. The joy in running away is we don’t have a plan or a schedule. We don’t have a set time to arrive and we don’t always know how long we will be here. My mom graciously lets us hang out until we get water logged and sunburned and ready to go home. There’s food in the fridge and a washer when we run out of clean clothes. It’s a really good gig!
As they were walking out the door to go to town to look for craft supplies for Ellen, my Mom said, “I’m sorry you have to work or you could go with us!”
To which I replied, “I’m so glad to be working from here!”
This is the joy of working from home.
I can work from anywhere.
Ok… maybe not anywhere because who wants to work while kayaking?
The joy of working from home means I simply need my phone, my computer, and a wifi connection. I can work while my girl spends time with her grandma, fishes, kayaks, paddleboards, and binge watches Fixer Upper.
After spending my time away from home to earn an income, I realized I can’t get that time behind a desk back.
Life is short. We all get a certain number of days and I’m learning to put a high price on my time. I’m learning to run away, to chase sunsets, and to spend time face to face with my friends and family.
In doing so, I’ve discovered the hidden joy of working from anywhere… I get to be with those I love the most.