Day 38: The Productivity Continues….


So the productivity I’ve had at work this last week has spilled over….into my house.

Usually my Mum comes round on a Saturday and helps me with my housework.   I do do it myself, but then she comes round and does it again so part of me thinks that she wants to feel useful, so I just let her do it now.  But she’s laid low with the flu and she’s had it all week, despite having the flu jab which it turns out is only effective for 3% of people –

So today I decided to blitz my house and clean it from top to bottom as best I could.  I did the kitchen, bathrooms, lounge, vacuumed and dusted throughout, did loads of washing and dried it and generally tidied up.  It made me feel really good, it was like a spring clean but a bit early!

When I looked around my house at how clean it was and how it looked I felt really proud.  I do appreciate everything my Mum does for me and all the cleaning, vacuuming and looking after me, but once in a while it is nice to do it yourself, look at what you’ve done and feel really good about it.

I hope my Mum is recovered soon and back to her normal self, this flu thing has been awful.  To anyone who has got it I hope you feel better soon, it is a nasty one.


Day 37: Working From Home….Yet A Day Off


Today marks the end of my first week working from home.  The first couple of days were really strange for me as I was used to a routine of getting up at 6.40am and then leaving the house at 7.35am-ish to get a lift to the office in Worcester City Centre with my parents as my Dad takes my Mum to work anyway, also in Worcester City Centre, and it made perfect sense for me to get a lift down with them as I don’t have a parking space at the office and it has saved me a fortune in parking and petrol costs.  There have been weeks where my car hasn’t moved from the driveway, but I will NOT give it up under ANY circumstances.  I hardly use it but I love the freedom of knowing it is there if I need it at any time, and that I can just get into my car anytime I want and go anywhere I want.  I used to have a red Renault Scenic and when I was with my ex husband we had a company together, and as we were travelling to the same office in his car he said I should sell my car as we only needed the one car between us.  I couldn’t fault his logic but I felt like my arm had been cut off when my car was sold, and I missed having my own car loads.  That said, I did to anything I could to not spend time with my ex husband because I was so unhappy with him, but now I’m remarried and happy again we do most things together, not everything, but I will never ever give up my own car if I can help it ever again.  It is taxed, the MOT is current and it is in perfect working order so even if it does sit on the drive for ages on end I don’t care, it is MY car and I can get in it and go anywhere whenever I want.

I felt a bit out of sorts to start with this week, as the alarm went off for when Russ had to get up for work and he got up to make me a coffee and let our dog out, which was extremely strange for me, as I was always the first one up to make coffee and let the dog out.  By the time I drank my coffee and was awake it was 7.20, and by the time I had a shower, was dressed and ready to start work it was 7.50am, and all I had to do was go to the office room, log on and get going.

I have to say though that despite all this I have been SO much more productive this week.  I was meant to have Friday off but a mix up meant that I had to work, a fact that my husband wasn’t too pleased about because he has booked Fridays in February off to use up the last of his holiday entitlement rather than lose it, except for the last Friday in February where he has half a day off.  Yet despite the fact I had to work I still managed to spend plenty of time with my husband and still work.  I woke up at 7.15am as my dog got me up wanting to be let outside, and by the time I did that I was awake so I went into my office and made a coffee, then went into the office and started work.  By the time lunchtime came around I had already done a few hours solid work so I had a break and we went to Costa with my Dad, and I stopped to see my Aunty on her 83rd birthday to drop off her card and presents, and I didn’t feel the slightest bit guilty that I’d had over an hour.  My husband sorted out a load of our old photos in the office on his PC while I worked and it felt like we were still doing stuff together, even though I was working on my day job and he was doing stuff he wanted to do.  It was a really good day and I didn’t finish until 6.30pm, and that was by choice because what I was doing didn’t feel like work.

There is a HUGE difference between being busy and being productive, and I honestly didn’t realise this until today.  I will be exploring this in more detail soon, but for now I’m just happy to have had such a productive and and happy day.

And the best part?

When we were cooking dinner my husband said, “I’ve had a really good and relaxing day today.”

That alone meant the absolute world to me.