Monday morning at the office

Sometimes I miss working in an office. The hustle and bustle. The friendly camaraderie. Even the politics*. The whispering in corridors. The complete outrage over who said what to whom and when.

But on days like today, when I come home after school drop-off to a full To Do list and an empty house, I relish the quiet.

The space that seems to grow bigger as the boys walk out the door.

The solitude that settles over the the building one room at a time.

Until there’s just me, sitting at my computer, no distractions (unless you count the internet… and we can’t really discount that, can we?). The wind blowing down the chimney (seriously, who knew how loud chimneys could be…), the birds in full orchestral chorus outside, the daffodils doing their thing in the garden.

No need for a Do Not Disturb sign.

If you need me, I’ll be writing.

*Mostly I don’t miss the politics…

Do you work alone? Do you like it?