Working From Home

My commute to work

8:11 I get out of bed and stretch
8:12 I arrive at my laptop in the living room, ready for work.

I really do need a real commute to work, just something that says "hey you're in the office, WORK". I walked into the kitchen to get something to eat and did the dishes. Whilst my chicken pie was in the oven, I decided to take a nice hot bath. I soaked for about 20 minutes; it cleared up my stuffy nose and made me feel better. I planned my weekend and thought about what I might do for Christmas or New Year's. Then I remembered I was meant to be WORKING. Working from home is a curse; too many distractions. I didn't even feel like I was meant to be working. This was my living room. I felt like I was doing overtime. Along came 5pm, the end of my day. *click* I closed my email inbox....hmm...what now, no train to catch, nowhere to go. I really need some sort of a commute. It's so wrong aaarrrggghhh.

Where have I been today?
Bedroom
Kitchen
Living Room