As many of you know, I work from home as a technical writer for a computer software company.
Working from home is everyone’s dream. I can generally wear whatever I want- khaki shorts and a race t-shirt are my “uniform”. Without a commute, I have more hours in my day, and if I go to the fridge and find my lunch has been eaten, I immediately know the culprit (I’m kidding, Clay doesn’t do that).
But working at home has some downsides, too. It can be incredibly lonely, so I leave my home every day and go somewhere. I don’t count solo runs from the house, but I do count trips to the grocery store, coffee shop, group runs, or gym fitness classes- basically, anything where I interact with others. Working from home also means I have a social awkwardness equal to a homeschooled kid.
When you work from home, you become responsible for your own motivation and your office, including cleaning your office, troubleshooting computer/printer issues, and moving the furniture.
Last weekend, I bought a new desk off of a Facebook swap group. After talking to some friends and scheduling, my friend Ed came over with his pickup truck to move the desk from the seller’s house to ours. That evening, Clay and some friends had to move the desk up our cornered staircase to my second floor office.
It takes a village to buy new office furniture. We had 4 guys working to maneuver it up our stairs when the desk leg went through the wall by the staircase.
We brought the desk downstairs and waited on another friend, who figured out that the top screwed off- making transporting the desk upstairs much easier. Clay got the top of the desk screwed back on the next day, and I set up my home office.
With the hole in the wall, maybe the desk wasn’t such a great deal after all, but I love the new office set up- and it’s much better than my old particle board desk from Target. Moving desks and furniture when I worked in the corporate office was never this crazy, but I have a lot more space now. We won’t move the desk again; if we ever sell the house, it might be an added bonus to the buyer.
Most of all, I’m grateful to have friends and a community here who I can call on when I need help. Not just help moving furniture, but also for advice, a rejuvenating group run, or a lunch date. I recently celebrated four years of living in Charleston, and as someone who was once a “newbie” in a city where a lot of people move, I’m glad to call my wonderful city and community home.