Per his company’s orders, Tom is working from home for the foreseeable future. Instead of working in my office at the second desk, he’s taken over the dining room table.
The dogs are happy. And while people warn me this can get taxing on the nervous system, I’m actually much calmer now that he’s here. I’ve worried about him having contact with so many people. I don’t want him to get sick.
We’re fortunate to have jobs we both can do from home (I always have, so it’s no change for me). It’s also good that we have extra rooms to spread out. Plus the living room with the TV has always been his domain. Whatever I watch, I watch on a computer.
And as I reminded someone, a couple of years ago, Tom and I and three dogs were living in one room while the rest of our house was being restored post-Harvey flood. For a couple of weeks of that time, he was home, and there we were piled together 24/7 in a room jammed with furniture and clothes. Part of that time when tile was being laid, we couldn’t even use our bathrooms but had to go to Tim’s or Debby’s apartments as necessary.
So this will be fine. We generally either get along or ignore each other. We’ve learned a few things through the decades. =)
