Working at home
Remember TV shows from the 80s where the Dad would always have a home office, with leather furniture, loads of books, and a desk in the middle of the room with large french doors behind him? I watched so much TV that I grew up believing that everyone had home offices with leather furniture and a secret trap door under the desk. Now I have that home office (ok - no leather furniture, bookshelves, french doors or really even much of a desk) and I love that feeling of having my own space to work, think and talk on the phone. Sorry dear - I have an important phone call. Oh yes, it’s the board of directors calling. One moment. I was once on a zoom with my picture on the screen between the creator of this multi-billion-dollar movie brand and some other famous person and literally taking screen shots so I could save the memory. Who does that?! Ok - so I leave my office and there are literally days with ramen noodles all over the floor, vomit fr...