How {Not} to Give Yourself a Sick Day

Our family is thoroughly enjoying having my husband back home with us.
The last few days have been wonderful and the kids are in 7th heaven having their daddy back home to read them stories, play cars and give hugs. I hope to get on to write an update this weekend, but until I do I have another wonderful guest blogger to share!

Until this past July, I had never read a blog post. I stumbled upon some DIY blogs while I was studying 12 hours a day for the bar exam and during that time, reading blogs helped me remain sane. A few days before the exam, I thought, why don’t I start my own blog related to being in the military? And I did. Even as I was driving to that perilous two day test, I was thinking up topics for blog posts. I thank God and thank blog for helping me get through that horrible experience {I ended up passing, but still, it was horrible}.

I’ve decided to start my own legal writing and consulting business and work-from-home. I went into law school thinking I would graduate, get a nice job at a nice criminal defense firm in San Antonio, settle down, buy a house, and own three schnauzers (one in each size-miniature, standard, and giant). It’s a strange dream, but it was mine. Enter Mr. H. who told me he was joining the military right before my first year law school exams. Exit my previous vision of how my life would be after law school. Due to the expense, time, and uncertainty of the market for entry level attorneys together with the fact that we’ll be moving to a new state every 2-3 years with the military, I have somewhat begrudgingly embraced a new dream of working from home {I still wound up with two pretentious mini-schnauzers, so that’s pretty cool}.

I think the hardest part about working from home is drawing boundaries. For example, as I sit typing this guest post, I have some kind of nasty allergy/cold/monster bug. Should I be resting and giving myself the day off? Yes. Am I doing that? No. I think it can be harder to take a day off when one works/stays at home because the lines between work and “home” blur. As I make my way to the couch with my reserved-for-sick days Cream of Wheat, I think to myself “why not just pick up that MacBook while I’m ‘resting'” or I’ll just respond to a few emails. And after those few emails, I find that my comforting Cream of Wheat has gone cold and I wonder where did the time go? Alas, I’ll go make myself an egg nog coffee and settle down to watch some All Creatures Great and Small episodes on Netflix…just let me check one more thing….

Do you work/stay at home?
What boundaries have you put in place to help you still feel at “home” when you’re not working?