I find a mountain of junk under my daughter’s bed in the morning so…I rant.
I find myself behind the slowest driver in all of Sunday-driver Slugville so…I rant.
I look in my emailbox and find out that my client has just dumped a ton of work on me and given me no time to do it in so…I fret, I fume, I inhale some Halloween candy, and I fast forward through an entire hour of Project Runway in 12 and a half minutes. Why? Because nobody understands.
Look, we work-from-homers need a buddy who understands–another work-from-homer off of whom we can bounce ideas, vent feelings, and rant, rant, rant. At the office you’d share it with your cubemate, whisper it around the water cooler, or sob in someone’s sandwich in the lunchroom. But at home? We’re on our own, except for the dogs, cats, plants, unopened mail, and dust-gathering chotchkies who really would rather just go about their business than have to worry about our work-from-home woes.
That’s why I’m grateful to be there for Andie, a work buddy who needs, once in a while, to have a good rant. When she gets that “I’m just a punching bag!” feeling, I try to be there in her corner, if only to let her talk it out in what can be a very lonely environment. We laugh! We cry! We share the work, but we also share the burden, and I’m awfully glad to do it.
-Cheryl
Tags: Buddy, Complaining about work, Home-Based Business, Work from Home