Essentially, I’m Non-Essential

As of last week, I have joined the prestigious ranks of the Working From Home (WFH) club.

This quite a change for me.

All this year, even through the height (or depth) of the COVID craziness, I was deemed essential and had to get up every day and schlep into work.

Some days, it felt like I was the only schmo schlepping into work, since while I was schlepping, the freeways were eerily empty.

I’m not going to lie.  How I envied those who were working from home!  So much so that whenever I used the phrase “working from home” with my fellow essential employees, I put the word “working” in air quotes.

It was just my little passive-aggressive way of venting my jealousy.

I assumed everyone working from home was living the life of Riley, spending their days watching daytime TV, ordering things on-line, eating peeled grapes, and putting together jigsaw puzzles.

And now I, too, am working from home!  It’s like being allowed to sit at the cool kids’ table in the lunch room!

I’m finding that I quite like it, and not just for the primo snacking opportunities.

I was astounded to find that that there are very few interruptions when working from home, and that I can work on tasks from start to completion.  Back when I had to go into the office every day (even before COVID), my day was nothing but one long series of interruptions.  I bounced around like a ping-pong ball in a tornado all day long.

Now, I get to enjoy entire hours of uninterrupted time in which to do work.

I am getting all kinds of things done.

And, yes, the snacking opportunities alone are well worth the price of admission.

Never in my life have I been so excited at the prospect of being non-essential!

It reminds me of my days in high school and college where I was not only nonessential, but practically nonexistent!

So here’s to my new-found non-essentialism.

It is just like non-existentialism, but it pays a lot better.

And there are snacks.