Reasons Why I Should Not Expect To Get Work Done At Home

Inspired by Dooce, a fantastically honest blogger (whom I highly recommend if you want to pee in your pants laughing...or just laugh really hard without the peeing in your pants), as I sit here, at home, essentially screwing myself over for class today by getting absolutely no work done, I have decided to list a few of the many reasons why I should never work from home:

1. There are too many places to do work that are more appealing than my desk (e.g. couch, Granddad's chairs, bed, floor, etc.). Not coincidentally, most of them are also conducive to napping.

2. The kitchen is too close. This means that I eat 6 bowls of cereal or yogurt in the space of 3 hours. Not good for many reasons.

3. Callie doesn't understand that my laptop is not a pillow.

4. I don't have to worry about fellow library patrons peeking over my shoulder as I check Facebook, People, or JustJared for the thirtieth time in ten minutes. Callie passes no judgment. And if she does, she doesn't share it.

5. The pretzels from Trader Joe's are almost gone. And it's not even noon. They were my "mid-morning snack." After my 6 bowls of cereal. Apparently I have a nervous eating problem.

6. Callie's just so cute when she groans in her sleep or stretches her paws out in a dream that I just can't get any work done while something so precious is lying beside me waiting to be showered with kisses. Especially when there's Greek to be done.

7. The Food Network. It's Everyday Italian!

8. Bravo! No matter if I've seen the same episode of Project Runway, Top Chef, or Make Me A Supermodel (I've betrayed my love of trashy television) so many times that I can recite them.

9. Preston comes up around noon (he just walked in the door!), and then I feel guilty for getting NOTHING done. Like a lazy lady of leisure who awaits her bread-winning husband's return. OK. THAT is enough to get me up and going. Instead of lazy lady of leisure, I will be reluctant, semi-lazy student of Greek. Who just happens to translate Greek *better* while on the couch, eating pretzels, drinking Diet Root Beer at 11:30 AM, and watching Bravo! on mute.

p.s. Preston just reminded me that there are two good things about this epiphany I've just had: 1) I've already been accepted into graduate school, so it doesn't really matter (although I kind of disagree--I still want to get an A in this class), and 2) this time next year, if I find I'm not working well from home, I can just cross the street and go sit in my carrel at Bryn Mawr! Hooooray!!!!