It’s pretty dope, especially when you get to work from home. I’m usually in my pajamas snuggled under a blanket. Much comfier than dress pants in a cubicle.
I never got why people love working from home so much. Home has so many distractions like my PC, my phone, my fridge, etc.
It also helps to just physically seperate my work from my free time. My home is my fortress where no work shall ever be done, a place for resting and wanking.
Also, work was like 90% of my social interaction and the pandemic really did a number on me.
In a cruel twist of fate, I now work almost exclusively from home, a dream for others, a dread for me.
I waste just as much time on my phone at work that I do at home, but at home I’m able to freely seek out a distraction when I need a break, and devote my attention to it until I’ve got some motivation again, then get back to work. In the office I have to try taking a break covertly when I need one, which doesn’t lower my stress very much, and leads to me taking even longer breaks trying to regain my motivation.
As for separating work and free time, I have no issue stepping away at the end of my shift; I only work for money - I don’t give a shit about the company itself - so, as soon as I’m no longer counting the time toward my paycheck, any and all motivation to continue working immediately evaporates.
A lot of people seem to really need social interaction, which definitely seems to be the biggest reason they might not enjoy long-term work from home. I seem to be the exception to that. During the height of the pandemic even my most extroverted friends eventually started craving social interactions, but I would stock up at Costco and go literal months without ever once leaving my house, and I loved it.
It’s not even the dress pants in cubicle. For 8 years I was working in factories on the production floor. This included heavy industry, night shifts, dust, noise, blinding lights, near freezing temperatures and a real threat of loosing an appendage. Now I’m working from home, sterling at an Excell sheet in my pajamas, under a blanket.
I’d love to have a job where I get paid to work with excel the whole day. Not kidding.
It’s pretty dope, especially when you get to work from home. I’m usually in my pajamas snuggled under a blanket. Much comfier than dress pants in a cubicle.
I never got why people love working from home so much. Home has so many distractions like my PC, my phone, my fridge, etc.
It also helps to just physically seperate my work from my free time. My home is my fortress where no work shall ever be done, a place for resting and wanking.
Also, work was like 90% of my social interaction and the pandemic really did a number on me.
In a cruel twist of fate, I now work almost exclusively from home, a dream for others, a dread for me.
I waste just as much time on my phone at work that I do at home, but at home I’m able to freely seek out a distraction when I need a break, and devote my attention to it until I’ve got some motivation again, then get back to work. In the office I have to try taking a break covertly when I need one, which doesn’t lower my stress very much, and leads to me taking even longer breaks trying to regain my motivation.
As for separating work and free time, I have no issue stepping away at the end of my shift; I only work for money - I don’t give a shit about the company itself - so, as soon as I’m no longer counting the time toward my paycheck, any and all motivation to continue working immediately evaporates.
A lot of people seem to really need social interaction, which definitely seems to be the biggest reason they might not enjoy long-term work from home. I seem to be the exception to that. During the height of the pandemic even my most extroverted friends eventually started craving social interactions, but I would stock up at Costco and go literal months without ever once leaving my house, and I loved it.
It’s not even the dress pants in cubicle. For 8 years I was working in factories on the production floor. This included heavy industry, night shifts, dust, noise, blinding lights, near freezing temperatures and a real threat of loosing an appendage. Now I’m working from home, sterling at an Excell sheet in my pajamas, under a blanket.