Since August 2019, I’ve been working remotely from my home office. At first I was scared! I would have described myself as an ultimate extrovert. Some of the best memories are in groups or with other people…seldom have I fondly looked at memories of solitude.
Until now…
I HAVE LOVED WORKING IN SOLITUDE!
It’s been 11 months of my day job being mostly alone and I feel confident, comfortable, and fulfilled. This didn’t happen immediately as I often used my local library or favorite coffee shop as a coping mechanism when I felt alone at the start.
Then COVID-19 hit and everyone was working from home and those coping mechanisms were taken away.
I galvanized, doubled down, dug into working in solitude. I built a sorts of bliss station in my office and developed a routine and rhythm for my day.

It also helped knowing the rest of the world was experiencing something similar. I saw many others pontificate their work from home status and how they missed their office mates. I didn’t relate to that much. And that surprised me. I thought I was the ultimate extrovert.
I still am an extrovert but the others I get my energy from are virtual, in books, and in my own head. I also have times where I see friends and family, which energizes me even to the tips of my toes.
Even though I love my rhythm and routine of working in physical solitude and often total solitude for several hours a day, I am realizing I cannot stay so insular. Maybe occasionally have another body in the room…other than my pups who do a great job at reminding me to take a second to bark at notice something outside the window, throw a ball down the hallway, snuggle for a hot second, or take a breath of fresh air.

Having a human body in the room doesn’t mean we are working on the same thing but parallel working. Maybe its a friend to sit with and just chat occasionally or bounce an idea off or see them in the zone spurring me to stay in the zone or see them take a break encouraging me to take a break.
The point here is to find a rhythm but know life is all about transitions. Jive in the beat but be on the lookout for a new melody.
This idea was spurred on by Austin Kleon’s Post about solitude and a link in that post to the idea of having another body in the room

