So it begins, I’ve begun my pre-Easter holidays, however my vacation is now to be a staycation courtesy of COVID-19. I’ve just wrapped up my second week working from home, and this week the rest of the office joined me along with a majority of the university I work for; only essential face-to-face roles or roles that are needed on-campus remain.
For many years I’ve romanticised the notion of working at home, that gloss has certainly faded, though video calling via Teams has helped with connectedness. I certainly miss being able to see my colleagues who are like family and hearing their news, even day-to-day discussions that you just hear around the office.
So, Monday I sort of begin my annual leave, though actually have a three hour training session with another role I have within the university. Afterwards I then begin my staycation, devoting to Netflix, walking daily and probably not a whole lot else I’m guessing. I read a post yesterday on Facebook joking that after eight days of working from home there was no way they were retiring, till that point I’d not even thought of that, not bloody wrong. Though I’d add, not going on a bloody cruise in my lifetime either, how dreadful a record for COVID-19 do those things have right now.