There’s really only one thing I miss about working at the office. I still email and talk with my co-workers all day, and phone meetings beat in-person ones for multi-tasking every time (a partial list of things I have done during meetings includes: load/unload dishwasher and clothes washer, put away clean laundry, pick up toys, chop vegetables, walk outside to spritz rosebushes with bug spray, trim and polish my toenails … if they ever make me get a webcam I am screwed).
It’s beyond great to avoid commuting by working from home. It’s nice to be able to wear comfortable clothes, use my own bathroom, and receive UPS packages during the workday. It’s even nice to be able to get a snack that doesn’t require scrounging up 85 cents in change.
But the flip side of that is what I miss: Lunch. Not even lunch out with friends and colleagues, although that was always fun. I really miss the actual lunch food: veggie sushi and udon soup with the works from Duke’s. Dosas from Hampton Chutney. Pizza from Lombardi’s. Stir-fry from Kelley & Ping. Hell, I even miss the cafeteria in our building.
Because what do all those things have in common? They are NOT LEFTOVERS. Which is what I now eat for lunch every single day. I’ve been working on the same summer squash Mexican casserole thing (which my husband refuses to eat because it was prepared in a slow cooker, “eww”) for a solid week now. That plus salad from a bag. Every single day.
I know you’re with me. Can I get a shout-out from my sisters eating their kids’ Easy Mac remnants, chased by the apple some small person abandoned after two bites?