Usually torn
I hesitate to even clear my throat. I’m on the couch, Eli is playing with toys. He’s working so hard to fit shapes in the shape sorter, he just got frustrated because it didn’t work out the way he wanted. He’s smart and I’m going to go help him because that’s what I do.
I just tried to help, that made him smile and he’s continuing to play, without me, which is why I can’t even clear my throat because he’ll remember that i”m here and he’ll remember how much he likes to touch my laptop.
Working from home has become incredibly challenging. My to-do list continues to grow, Eli continues to demand and since he’s a tiny human with sweet cheeks and pudgy fingers and sounds like a chain-saw when he needs something, well, I tend to focus my attention on him more than my business.
Which is the way it should be, of course.
But you know, there are clients with expectations and I want to deliver excellent photos coupled with excellent service which is hard because, well, I’m next to a boy who right at this moment would like some yogurt and cheerios and, I’m just being a honest with you, he needs a diaper change.
However, he’s playing, still, by himself and no dirty diaper is going to cause me to break this party up. So, I’m going to work on this massive to-do list.
And that’s how I’m handling this moment. That’s how I’m working from home, I have no plan other than to work when I can and I’m not sure how long that plan is going to work but for now, it’s working.
I have the best of both worlds, that is, at least until my clients start sounding like a chainsaw, at which point, I have a very serious problem on my hands.












