About half the time when you mention to someone that you work at home, they say something like, “It must be wonderful to be able to get some housework done.”
By which, they probably mean laundry, the great burden of every parent, whether you work out of the home or not.
And yes, it is nice to be able to take a break from the desk, and cycle the laundry in and out of the washer and dryer leaving yourself with vast stacks of the stuff to fold after you’ve put in a day of work. But more often than not, I find the housework to be a giant distraction.
I don’t work well in disordered space, which means I spend at least part of every day picking up the messes of others so I can focus. Breakfast dishes, toys, dirt they’ve dragged in on their shoes. And the laundry – it really never ends. Shirts, shorts, jeans, socks, gear and outerwear produced by an active family of five who between us participate in at least seven different athletic activities.
I could do nothing but laundry all day and night and there would still be unspeakable items lying around. It is a recipe for crabbiness. Oops, gotta run, the dryer’s buzzing…
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