Working From Home and its Discontents

While we're out here in F-M area the wife and I are both working from home. I have still have a more or less regular job that happens during regular business hours, so I'm usually out of bed and in front of my computer some time between 7-8am making sure there's not some sort of asinine USDA fire drill jumping off. After extinguishing any early morning fires, I'll make breakfast, get everyone ready, and then send them on their merry way. The wife likes working at the coffee shop, so she takes the little one to school and goes there while I sit around in my underwear all morning working, scratching, and farting not necessarily in that order.

This setup is fine when we can pack BabyRat off to school for the day, but this week her school is closed until Thursday. So now the unpleasant chore of prioritizing either my job or the wife's job rears its ugly head.

To me this seems like a no brainer. I have a regular gig complete with a boss riding my ass, co-workers asking about deliverables, and meetings that I'm expected to attend. My wife on the other hand, is on sabbatical right now. Yes, she has a book to finish and a publisher that has set a deadline that she may not meet unless she gets busy. But having just gotten tenure, it's not she's going to get fired anytime soon.