Working from home is an oxymoron

So this week I'm working on reports, polices and procedures from home.

And needless to say I'm finding this a bit of an uphill slog.

Home is quite lonely. I haven't had any human interaction all day and interaction with Charlie the kitten has been brief and not all that fulfilling.

Home has now changed from my safe haven to the place I'm quite keen to get away from. Is home only sweet when you are able to return to it? Or is it just made sweet by that fact? Or perhaps if Iwas home for reasons other than work, ie. leisure and I didn't feel guilty about time not spent productively working it would be a happier place.

Maybe tomorrow instead of setting up the kitchen table as my office I might trek down to my local library and enjoy silent/stealth communication with others and look forward to coming home to my haven.

Everyones getting hitched...

So I've gotten to that age in life when everyone around me is starting to get engaged/married/knocked up. It's a slightly scary place to be when I'm currently not keen to settle down, I'm more interested in seeing the world, having my own space (really this just means money) and having fun with a variety of people and not worry about having a significant other/dependant to rely on.

People ask me often if I have children and i'm not sure why? Maybe my clothes are a bit mummy like? Perhaps I just look like the type of person that has settled down with kids? In reality I'd like to look the opposite, like the type of person who has just come back from an exotic overseas adventure and has a weird new scar/accent/phrase/tan line/virus.

I feel equal a pressure from society/media/community to be both single and carefree and married and contributing to society at the same time.

Movies keep telling me two contrasting views:

1). I wont be complete until I have a significant other who does incredibly romantic things for me/rescues me/solves all of my problems.

2). Once I'm married I wont be that happy and will fight with my husband a lot and want more excitement, but my saving grace is my children who I love.

My question is... Is there a middle ground? Can there be some inspiring movies about young women who want to adventure first, not keep getting their heart broken, have no children and find happiness without a man? Or is that wishful thinking?

Even though no one will make a movie about my life, I'm going to try to above model for the next little while. Have fun adventuring, sorting out myself, solving some of my own issues and cuddle other peoples children until they cry and then give them back