It’s every person’s fantasy, isn’t it? Work from home and have the option to pad around in jammies and slippers until noon?

Well, it’s noon. Still in jammies and slippers.

When I first started working from home, I made a deal with myself that I wouldn’t turn into one of “those people” who didn’t care how they looked and would be all gross and icky until an hour before his/her spouse returned home from his/her work day.

Well, it’s noon. Still in jammies and slippers.

My original deal worked well at first, since I was in the habit anyway of getting up each day at 6, showering and coiffing and then donning a twinset and capri pants to head off to my job in Cube Hell. After a few weeks though, I started to slack off…especially when I started working at the ungodly hour of 6 a.m. The UberHusband would hop in the shower, I’d go to check work emails and the next thing I knew…it was noon…and I was still in jammies and slippers.

A few months ago, in either an act of PMS-inspired desperation or because I thought maybe some of the stay-at-home-moms might have caught on to something, I visited The FlyLady. I needed a kick in the ass to re-energize myself and to use the free time in my day to better use than, er, just blogging all day. Do the laundry! Clean out the car! Buy your Christmas cards six weeks ahead of time and have them ready to mail by Thanksgiving!

The FlyLady concept is a good one…and I stuck with it for awhile. Her first big rule…in the morning, get up, shower, dress and put on shoes. Quit being so lazy and slothy and have some respect for yourself. Well, okay…but only because you badgered me to. I’m proud to say that I’ve incorporated several FlyLady principles into my daily routine, but I had to opt-out of the Yahoo! group because they were sending me like, a hundred reminder emails a day. I’d get them one after another and I’d wonder to myself…”You’ve told me to go clean something for five minutes…now that I’m done with that, I have three other emails telling me what else I’m supposed to do?”

I cracked under the pressure. I like order, but it has to be realistic order. Anyhoo…when the Great Support Department Crisis of November happened last month, I let all of my good habits slide. I was so stressed out with work that I stopped going to the gym, started eating higher carb, quit taking care of myself and turned into that which I had worked so hard to avoid.

Gah.

Now it’s 12:10…still in jammies and slippers.

Tomorrow is a new day. Tomorrow will be different. Promise.