I work from home. There are many advantages. There are fewer disadvantages. It’s mainly a good thing.
Filling the car once-a-month is nice. Zero time commuting too.
The threshold for a sick day is a lot higher.
Sometimes I don’t leave the house (except to walk Doppler) for days on end. Done happily. I am content here.
I follow the weather in Northeast Nebraska, where I forecast, religiously. I really don’t care about the weather here. There is no bad weather here, only less good. I am hermetically sealed anyway.
The equipment in my studio has quirks. These are the 21st Century equivalent of knowing where to bang a machine to get it to run right. It’s been exceptionally dependable, but I worry.
I have daily deadlines to meet. That forces me to follow a rough schedule. My work life has structure, not my natural tendency.
I miss being with people. I miss the immediate reaction I got from crew members and anchors while I was on-the-air.
I don’t miss office politics. When you’re at the job there are concerns about things over which you have no control. Now, I only concentrate on my production. It’s impossible to overvalue this one benefit.
I am a lot happier.
It’s nice to finish a session and walk right into the kitchen and house or sit on the patio while waiting for data to arrive.
Working from home has been very good.