A Gif Recap of (Barely) Working from Home

When you work a desk job, sometimes a snow day is great. Sometimes it’s a super productive work from home day, where you thank the Internet gods for enabling this. Sometimes it’s a lie on my bed with Netflix and occasionally check e-mail. Sometimes it’s both.

8:00 a.m.

Wake up at my regular time, angry that I didn’t take advantage of a snow day and sleep in, even if I am “working from home.” I mean, that doesn’t mean regular hours right? I’ll just lay here until the fourth or fifth time I have to hit snooze.

(Via)

8:30 a.m.

Okay, I did it. I will now roll out of bed because I WILL GET WORK DONE AND DEFY THE SNOW GODS.

(Via)

9:00 a.m.

Look at me go, answering e-mails, making spreadsheets and being super productive. I might do amazing things today. This might be great.

(Via)

9:45 a.m.

I could probably be productive in bed, right? It’s cold in my room and beds are so warm. Blanket time.

10:30 a.m.

I had a solid little run there, might as well check out the Internets. What are the kids talking about today?

11:30 a.m.

Wait, how did I lose that hour? Should I check my e-mail? No, I should eat breakfast. Why didn’t I eat like three hours ago? I’m starving. I can’t work in these conditions. Breakfast break.

12:00 p.m.

I am way too full. I should watch some TV for a little bit. Digest a little. I will definitely fall asleep in bed if I try to work there.

(Via)

1:00 p.m.

This is ridiculous. I need to get back to my work bed and get some stuff done.

(Via)

2:00 p.m.

I’m 26 years old. I need to get a desk. This can’t keep happening. I need to focus.

3:15 p.m.

If I keep pretending to do work, I might actually get some done. I answered more e-mails. I even gchatted about work! I’m doing okay. I should reward myself with a snack and take a break again.

3:30 p.m.

You know what will help me focus? A nice long hot shower. I can’t spend all day in pjs, right? This is what will help me pretend to be a functioning, responsible adult.

(Via)

4:30 p.m.

Okay, so maybe an hour-long shower while belting out Beyonce’s “Flawless” was unnecessary. (Disagree. ~ed.) My roommate, who is also home, didn’t love it. Neither did the dog. Also, there might not be any hot water left in the building now. That’s a thing that could happen, right? Okay, time to sit and focus.

5:00 p.m.

Well, work day is over, TV time. You had a good run, self. I tried, and that should count for something.

(Via)

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Karishma is a twenty-something living in New York City and is trying her hardest to live out every cliche about Millennials. This involves eating her feelings, drowning in debt and mocking infomercials. She likes sociology so much that she has two degrees in it, and is still warding off her parents' questions about a real career.

3 thoughts on “A Gif Recap of (Barely) Working from Home”

  1. Usually my days in which something NEEDS DOING turn into “oh, there’s a fucked up invisible corner! TIME TO UNFUCK THE CORNER!” and then “oh, knitting project, I want to work on you” and then “shit, I’ve had this word doc open for six hours and I’m only just now looking at it. Okay, working time. After I pee,” and so on and so forth.

    If I’m in “off” mode for my on-and-off temp jobs, I get myself to one of the campus libraries for the day. I get shit done there. Otherwise I look at the clock and realize it’s dinnertime and I’ve been watching the 4400 all day.

    1. That is usually followed by the “oh man i’m so productive, look how great I am,” and then back into the dark cycle of procrastination. I also could have elaborated having a pet at your disposal means way more play breaks. IT’S SO FLUFFY I CAN’T NOT PLAY WITH IT?

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