If you get it right, working from home can be liberating and joyously efficient. If you get it wrong, however, you end up a bit like Gollum from The Lord of the Rings: hiding in your cave alone, eating raw fish and fretting over lost gold.
So, in case you do find yourself in professional isolation, here are some useful suggestions for tackling life outside the office:
Do … all the civilised things. Open your blinds, get dressed, shave, put make-up on. The first hour of working from home sets the tone for what comes next. If you roll downstairs and start eating cereal in your pyjamas, doom awaits. In the words of William McRaven, a US admiral: "If you want to change the world, start off by making your bed." That's how he took down Bin Laden.
Don't … eat crunchy peanut butter directly from the jar. Not for lunch. Not for tea. Nor dinner or breakfast. Nor really at any other time. Work-from-homers eat like pregnant women, eccentrically and voraciously. Other pitfalls include whole blocks of parmesan cheese and granola à la box.
Do … floss while you work. Why not? No one is around to judge. Your gums will thank you.
Don't … work in cafes. No one ever gets anything serious done in cafes. It's a lovely idea, holing up in the corner of a cozy coffee shop — MacBook, latte, crashing through your day's work. But it's a mirage filled with muzak, passive-aggressive eavesdropping and battles over charger sockets.
Do … dance. Working from home can be a sedentary business, even more so than in an office. So dance, preferably to the Gypsy Kings, whenever you can, like nobody's watching. Because they aren't.
Don't … open YouTube. This one speaks for itself. Ben Stokes: Man of Honour, The 17 Best Deaths from Game of Thrones … the site's algorithms have become terrifyingly good.
Do … get a pet. Preferably a dog, because then you have to leave the house to walk it. And because cats are all miserable, selfish bastards. If, for whatever reason, you don't like animals, then get some really elaborate house plants. Watering them will make you feel human again, if only for a passing moment, before you return to your unconquerable to-do list and sad, lonely laptop.
Written by: Josh Glancy
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