Tomorrow marks a year of working from home. One would think that working from home would lend more time to personal pursuits. Totally the opposite! Work has been nuts. But I can’t complain. I have a job where I can work easily from home. I am healthy. My family is healthy I have a great home.
Yeah, it sucks not being able to see friends or my family overseas. It sucks not being able to go out out an eat, see movies, go shopping, see my colleagues in person. But it’s all what I call LUXURY STRESS.
I try to focus on what I have, because it could be a lot worse. I could be in a job where I am continuously exposed to C19. Or lose a job because it involves face-to-face contact with people. I could have C19. Someone in my family or close friends could have C19. I’ve been lucky. * knock on wood *
I’m not saying it’s easy for everyone. But I’m trying to focus on what is good. Otherwise I will be miserable.
Luxury stress. I’m fine with it.
