Do You Feel Guilty Working From Home?
Hi Lynn, I’m sitting here in my PJ’s at 12.30pm working from home and I thought of you – how you often mention working in your PJ’s in your blog posts. I wondered if you could tell me how you do this without feeling guilty. I feel like I’m doing something wrong and even a bit anxious (weird eh?).
I had to smile when I got this note from Trish. As you can see in the photo above, and her reference to other posts & pictures I’ve shared in the past, I’m often working in my comfies – and curled up with my great dane on the chaise, even!
Do I feel guilty? Not in the least! But there was a time that I did…
That time was years ago, mind you, when it was less accepted to work from home – which I’ve been doing for more than 14 years now (since the late 90’s).
I remember about 10 years ago when I was working poolside all summer. I forwarded my business number to my cell phone, which was sitting on a cooler beside my lawn chair.
This was back when I was still doing service-based business, and if a client called I would quickly quiet the kids who were splashing in the pool before I took the call.
I wouldn’t necessarily say I felt “guilty” about it… but I did feel like my clients probably wouldn’t pay my rates if they knew about my (awesome) work environment. LOL. Personally I didn’t feel my surroundings affected the quality of my work, but there’s a little thing called perceived value that concerned me…
There was one time that was particularly funny, when I had taken a phone call from a brand new client I really wanted to land. We were in the cabin when the call came in, and I gave the children my usual “this is work” hand signal and took the call.
My daughter, 5 years old at the time, knew that any questions had to wait until I got off the phone.
All of a sudden I hear this loud popping and snapping and see lightning coming out of the kitchen! Knowing my daughter had gone in there, I dropped the phone mid-conversation and ran in there to rescue her.
It turns out she had put tinfoil in the microwave. Sweet that she was making her own lunch. Sweet that she didn’t ask questions, though she told me later she wasn’t sure if she could put it in there but knew not to ask while I was on the phone (lol).
I got her out of there and stopped the microwave, and just busted out laughing. You had to see the look on her face standing there watching it explode before her little eyes. LOL. Then I remembered the phone…
I picked the phone up off the floor where I’d dropped it and heard the lady laughing hysterically. We both had a good laugh over it when I told her the story, and she said it was neat that I was able to work from home with my children. I got the contract too, by the way.
Of course, now it’s much more accepted to telecommute or work from home, and home based businesses have gained more respect. It’s not something I ever really think about any more at all.
It doesn’t matter where I am or what I’m wearing. The quality of my work speaks for itself. I might be curled up in bed with the flu in my PJ’s, or sitting in an airport doing email from my smart phone. But most of the people I’m communicating with… are receiving my content or email in the exact same conditions on their end.
All said and done, it simply doesn’t matter. It’s certainly not something to worry over or feel anxious about. Obviously you wouldn’t go into a corporate job dressed in your bathrobe, or lounge around with your feet up on the desk while working through tasks in an office, but hey – that’s the perks of working from home!
What about you – do you have any reservations about your home office environment or your work-at-home dress code? Do you hide the fact that you’re at home when talking with clients or merchants?