Turning a bit weird (freelance life)

I suspected working at home on my own may turn me a bit batty and, just over six months on, I think it’s started.

I always loved the company of my loud and crazy former colleagues, but have missed them less than I expected to. I’ve come to enjoy my own company – my only interaction being silent and via the good old medium of social media, where you can always find someone toย talk crapย have a conversation with. Between the hours of 9 and 3, I find meeting actual human beings with actual audible voices face-to-face an alien concept.

I’ve always had a slight inclination to talk (and swear) to myself and imagined it would get worse when I was on my own. But, strangely, it hasn’t. Without the sound of other people, I don’t seem to need the sound of my own voice either. Unless I’m using an Excel spreadsheet – then I really hear my own voice, and some words I haven’t used for a long time and do rather miss (my former colleagues will know exactly which words I’m talking about – my colourful language in the office was near legendary).

Fresh air and exercise are very important to me, and being my own boss means I can indulge this much more than if I was going to actual work in an actual office. Right from the start I made it a rule for myself that I would always start the day with a run or a walk. This is so important to me – it clears my head and makes me feel on top of the world. It also stops me going crazy needing fresh air at 11am and disturbing my work. When and if I have so much work I don’t have the time to spare, I would rather work for an hour in the evening than give up my precious exercise.

But recently I’ve taken it further. Despite having the car most of the time, I think it is far better to walk to the shops if I can spare the time – good exercise, good for the environment, saves money etc etc. A massive win, really. I’ve started carrying a rucksack because it’s easier to carry the shopping that way. I fear I am possibly turning into a bag lady.

Looking at my clothes will do nothing to change the opinion that I am indeed turning into a bag lady. I was gutted when, in the space of a week, two pairs of jeans, my only jeans no less, got holes in them. I fretted over new jeans. I bought new jeans. And then I thought: ‘What’s the point in wearing new jeans just to sit at home typing all day?’. So I carried on wearing my old jeans with the holes in them. This has been going on since the end of August. I wear the same pair of jeans and the same hoodie for five consecutive days, because who cares what I look like? And what’s the point in putting them away if you’re only going to wear them the next day? So I don’t.

It’s only October, but it’s suddenly got A LOT colder in the house. I refuse to heat a whole house just to keep me warm, so I am adding layers. Standard wear now is two Tshirts and two hoodies. I reckon I can fit a gilet over the top when I need to. You can imagine just how good I look in this attire.

PicMonkey bagladyCollage, scruffy, freelance, selfie, Superdry

Another ‘rule’ I have set myself is that I will always eat outside at lunchtime (it’s that fresh air obsession again). There has only been a handful of days when I haven’t managed it. Last week, I looked at the outdoor table and chairs and realised they were soaking from a downpour earlier in the day. But the sky was blue. What was I to do? So I got one of my new camping chairs (purchased for watching of football and rugby purposes after four years of managing without) and stuck it in the middle of the grass in the sun to eat my lunch. In my two hoodies, with the hood up.

And I knew that I really had lost the plot.

Lunch, chair, autumn

Author: Sarah Mummy

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  1. Soon you’ll be like Joey in friends with lots of layers ๐Ÿ˜‰ I used to be like this when I worked from home a lot. I used to just sit about in my pjs and stick hoodies over the top. My boss wanted a meeting once randomly the same day and I had to admit I reeeeeally needed to wash my hair ๐Ÿ™‚

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    • Oh dear! I’m glad it’s not just me who lets the standards slip!

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  2. This just really made me laugh. I worked form home doing PR before I was a teacher and it sent me loopy. I don’t think I ever got dressed and I put on about a stone. You are a very disciplined lady. Which is just as well. And you don’t look like a bag lady! xxx

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    • Thanks very much! I feel a bit like a bag lady sometimes, but at least I do get dressed! x

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  3. As a fellow work from homer, I am doing the layers too (and blankets, shawls and fingerless gloves in the winter too). Had to smile at the rucksack, will it be a trolley next? ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    • Let’s hope I leave the trolley for at least 30 years, eh? I think blankets and fingerless gloves will be on their way soon!

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  4. I completely identify with this, especially the layers. Something that helps me a lot is our dog – she keeps me company when everyone else is at work and school and she makes me go out for a walk.

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    • Oh – that was me too! Plus the constant fridge trips as a little bonus to myself for sitting still for 30 minutes. My poor husband would get my missed days natter within the first 30 seconds of opening the door. I’m now in an office part time and though I am constantly rushing from school to work, work to school – just having people around is keeping me slightly saner… I think.

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      • I must say I do spend quite a lot of time thinking about my lunch! Good to know the office is keeping you a bit saner!

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    • That’s good. I don’t have a dog, but have recently acquired guinea pigs! A friend of mine told me guinea pigs are essential to the home worker!

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  5. I can definitely relate to this one. I’ve been doing freelance work too (when I can find it! I find it really difficult now to find worthwhile projects, one that would pay more than just peanuts!) I am a bag-lady when I’m at home. I wear leggings and over-sized shirts. Like you, I think, why bother when I’m just going to spend my time at home anyway. However, I do make a little bit of effort when going out, especially when I’m with my daughter. Don’t want her to think that her mum is actually a bag-lady, though I doubt if she knows what that means ๐Ÿ˜‰

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    • I know what you mean about dressing a bit better to go out! I make it a rule for myself that the ripped jeans don’t leave the village! So I will do the school run in them, but I wouldn’t go to town in them. I think my daughter would be embarrassed too!

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  6. I am running each morning also. I drop off the kids then run. I even ran in the rain today which is not like me atall!

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    • That’s very impressive! Running is a good discipline/ habit. Sadly I’m walking more than running at the moment as I’ve been injured, but really want to get back to running.

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  7. Such a funny post! I’m totally with you! I used to wear skirts and heels to work. Heels! Hah. I live in jeans and hoods too now.

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    • HEELS?! What are they?! So glad everyone is with me on this one!

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  8. Ha ha that did make me laugh. I have allowed myself an hour of heating each day but often sit in bed under the duvet, with my lap top and a large cup of tea. Works for me.

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  9. I read this post this morning and howled with laughter. You’re so funny. I can just picture you in your ripped jeans with all those tops on eating your lunch outside. Just wonderful.

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  10. hahaha! This made me laugh…..
    I actually found some fingerless gloves today so I can chat away on twitter happily now I have warm hands ๐Ÿ˜€

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  11. Hm, my comment seems to have been swallowed up. Never mind! Loved reading this, please keep us updated on any new ways you find to streamline life and cut out the unnecessary frills like changing outfits or wiping down lawn furniture! And you should read Anne Tyler’s “The Accidental Tourist” (if you haven’t already) for a hilarious and sad/moving account of what happens to a man who suddenly finds himself home alone.

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  12. Oh my days, I used to go with the layer but my husband would just say “Put the heater on!” Can’t say I complain.

    I’m like you with the clothes as well. I don’t like what I wear but I don’t feel comfortable getting all dressed up just to sit at home.

    The eating out rule is a good one. Else, you get so used to staying in.

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  13. I’d like to tell you that things get better, only they don’t. You might want to add a pair of slipper socks on top of normal socks when your feet get cold!

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  14. Ha ha that’s hilarious, I can just picture you! I actually quite like your new found spirit of freedom – just don’t go to client meetings dressed in holey jeans and a ruck sack!

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  15. Ah this is so me (apart from eating lunch outside – unfortunately I often don’t notice lunchtime)! I do wear the same stuff for days on end, and have been known, on the days when I haven’t had a run, and have barely made school drop off with my fleece thrown over my pyjamas, to spend the whole day at my desk dressed in my bedclothes. And fingerless gloves to avoid putting on the heating ๐Ÿ˜‰

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