I “work” from home.
I’m one of those Pajama People who sit at home all day playing on the internet.
I’m one of those people who doesn’t go to work in an office while my kids sit on the couch and watch TV during the summer when school is out even though they have every possible video game, toy, book, and freedom any kid would want.
I’m one of those people who, according to some, needs to “learn how to manage my time better” so I don’t have to work in the evenings and at night.
I’m one of those people who gets frustrated when her kids tell her she’s lazy because she doesn’t do anything all day but sit on the computer.
I’m one of those people who has learned how to help provide for my family by using my knowledge and skill set to not have to get a “real job.”
I’m one of those people who has actually created businesses that actually make money.
I’m one of those people who has admitted failure and closed businesses that didn’t work.
I’m one of those people who used what she learned from failure to build something that would be successful.
I’m one of those people who gets her heart hurt when her kids don’t see the value of work because her work is just “sitting on the computer” or “playing with her toys” or “she’s not working—she’s reading.”
So, yeah. I’m one of those people whose kids and family doesn’t understand that, even though I can contribute thousands of dollars a month to her family’s income, because I don’t have a 9-5, M-F job in an office, I’m lazy and can’t manage my time.
I hoped to be one of those people who, as a woman, modeled a “You Can Do What You Love and Support Your Family!” job for my daughters, but right now, they think I’m lazy.
I’m one of those people who, if she doesn’t work for a day, she doesn’t make money. So, no, I can’t take my kids to the pool today because next month, we’ll need to buy food.
I’m one of those people who works in the evening and at night on social media because that’s when most people will be engaged online and potentially make me money.
I know this whole work-from-home-doing-what-you-love-and-created thing is a new and foreign concept for most people.
But I also know that I’m extremely lucky and blessed to have a husband who understands and supports me 100% in what I do.
And it still hurts to have to explain myself every single day that sitting on the computer during the day and night, reading for work, and playing on my phone is actually work.
Now it’s time for me to go put on a bra and pants and get back to work.
Because I work from home.