Don'tspeak...
How is isolation going for you all then? As I begin week three, the husband (who is just about to complete his first week), I'm learning things about myself and also the dearly beloved... Working from home isn't all it's cracked up to be. When I am working at Binland under normal conditions, I have to leave my desk at a sensible time as the two woofers will be waiting by the door with their legs crossed. At home though, there is no time restrictions. I can work all day and night if I want to. The husband is pretty good at curtailing my attempt to save the world though. This usually involves a glass of wine and a handful of fruit pastilles. He holds them just inches out of reach as he coaxes me away from my desk and into the sitting room. Once on the sofa, that wine is all mine. The husband has Jobs To Do around the house and he is pottering about doing them at his own pace. This is slowly as the thought of being stuck inside with nothing to do is terrifyin