No more work for me to do today. I’m relieved, and disappointed. I’m trying to get as close to 40 hours a week as I can, and it’s hard. It’s a lot harder to sit here and work at home than it is to sit in an office at work. When you work with other people, you can stop and talk-or even stop and talk to your customers. When you work at home you are working by yourself. You have to sit there and work, and give your employer those 8 hours. No leisurely coffee breaks-no regular breaks either. Of course it’s been a really long time since I had scheduled breaks, but I could get up and walk around a little, or get some water, and fix my food without worrying about getting “caught”. Now, I am pretty much sitting here the whole 4 hours, with only really quick bathroom or drink breaks. I try to only work 4 hours at a time because that’s about how long my attention span is, or how long I can work without needing to stand up and walk around some. It’s a big difference. I feel like I have so much more time now that I am only working 8 hours a day-as opposed to constantly looking for work, and worrying about how I was going to get money-of course Jeff doesn’t mind, but I want to contribute, and I feel bad when I can’t. I was suprised at first at how tired I felt the first (ok the only week so far) week that I worked 8 hours straight. Oops, telemarketer I lost my train of thought. So bye.