I have started working more at work (as opposed to working in the study in the master bedroom) these past few weeks. Now that I’ve been working from home for almost a year, the initial sheen has worn off and I’ve been finding that I slowly go stir-crazy if I don’t leave the house for weeks on end. I do have a lot of people that I call throughout the day for advice or consultation on pressing patent issues, but somehow it’s not the same as meeting face-to-face (or going out to lunch with co-workers). There are many, many people at my work who work from home, but I think that I’m the one teleworker who shows up the most at the office. I do not have my own office at work anymore, I gave it up when I signed up to work from home, but there are at least 4 or 5 “hotel” offices on my old floor at work – so I feel very much at home. I do schlep files back and forth, but my favorite “hotel” office has my own mug and my own portable radio that I’ve tucked into a drawer of the desk.
I usually take the Metro into work, like I did today:
But on Tuesday, I drove into work because I wanted to have dinner with some pals in Vienna, VA. This is what it looked like on the way to the restaurant (495/66 interchange, stop-and-go 4 mile backup – fun):
I love the Metro – because of the Metro, I don’t think of DC as a place full of gridlock and terrible traffic because I don’t often find myself in traffic jams.