The Execution

...of the plan.

Plan B.

I accepted the offer of Company X (not to be confused with Racer X) and
...here I am.




Working at home, in my pajamas - must. perpetuate. stereotype. - typing away at the dining room table. When I've finished my tea and toast, I'll move the operation to the den/home office...still in my pajamas.

I've already accomplished loads of work this morning, and I've only been at it for 30 minutes: answered all my email, uninterrupted. I had a great thought at 3:00 this morning - the only time of day great thoughts come to me - and am about to launch into that, uninterrupted.

I deeply love "uninterrupted."

Anyway, I'll keep this up (not the blogging, the working, thinking of great thoughts and having of great ideas) until noon at which point I will haul the Company X-issued laptop (and air card, and Blackberry. Kisses to the IT boys at Co. X) over to Hubster's office where I'll work until 5 or 6:00.

Or until 2:00 on days when The Boss is feeling generous...or wants me, his humble servant, to mow the lawn.

That was not a euphemism for daylight sex.

I, "Grace"-the-accident-waiting-to-happen, have offered to learn to work the lawn mower and take care of the yards/gardens of our rental houses - now totaling three, plus our own house.

This will accomplish three things: 1) Save time as Hub cannot possibly keep up with four yards, front and back, two of which are on double lots, and keep up with the business, and have a life/wife 2) Save money - on a lawn service 3) Get me an awesome tan this summer!

Admittedly, it'll be a farmer's tan, but considering that I haven't donned a bathing suit in almost five years - who cares? Tanned arms and legs! Woo-hooo! But I digress....

So, yeah, this really is the best of both worlds...for as long as it lasts. Like I said, new management is due to arrive within the next sixty days and he/she may not approve of this setup.

S/he may suspect I'm blogging on company time...Crazy, huh?

Must. Perpetuate. All. Telecommuting. Stereotypes.