Working From Home: Work/Life Interrupted

This week has been interesting.

Aside from the typical challenges of working from home -- removing the french fry wedged in my laptop, keeping my dog quiet during conference calls, and dispelling the myth firmly held by my husband that I have plenty of time during the day to tackle our to-do list – this week was teacher conference week at my boys’ school.

Which means three half-days of school, from 8:45-12:25. (Effectively for my schedule, once I build-in drop-off and pick-up, 9-noon.)

To add to the creative work scheduling, both my boys, poor guys, had to stay home sick, each on a different day.

All of this combined to leave me with lots more work than work hours. A challenging spot, especially for a semi-obsessive to-do-lister.

In contrast, one of my coworkers has been behind closed doors all week, working on a colossal project, barely coming out to refill his coffee. Not that he probably sees his current situation as a bed of roses. But for some reason, dare I say it?, I’m slightly, well, jealous.

I love being a mom, I do. I really do. And I am entirely thankful to be at home with and for my boys. But, this week, there is this small little vicious and selfish bundle nestled somewhere near my spleen that is yelling, "I WANT A FULL DAY OF UNINTERRUPTED WORK!!!"

Can anyone relate? Please?