Imagine being holed up in there!?

Why “Staying Home” Is Different For Some Of Us

Ezinne Ukoha


We’re all ordered to limit the time we spend in the outside world, and for me this imposed disposition is nothing new since I’ve been operating remotely for the past three years.

At first it was liberating to have the freedom to conduct my editorial calendar based on my preferences without the nagging presence of hovering micro-managers.

But within the last six months there’s been a major shift in the way I view the notion of being tucked away from the annoyance of sharing space with co-workers, who each present a unique form of communication skills, and problematic traits.

After spending most of my adult life as a resident in energetic hubs like New York City and Los Angeles, the initial embrace of a location with a much slower temperament finally wore off.

I made a new year’s resolution for the first time since I don’t know when, and the goal was to make a triumphant return back to the chilly bosom of my first love, in the hopes that our long separation would yield mutually beneficial rewards.

I even convinced myself to accept the bet of a long overdue makeover, that was supposed to include a snazzy haircut and the reignited affair with facials.

There was also the strong commitment to in-person meetings with recruiters and the old-fashioned method of networking in an effort to give my self-confidence a boost and the reassurance that I haven’t aged out of the system.

Obviously my ambitious schedule has come to a grinding halt, along with my morning regimen of hitting the treadmill without the drama of not being able to enter the gym because I drowsily forgot to read the “CLOSED” sign pasted on the door.

There will be no “boss moves” on the horizon or the level of interaction with human and career options that could lead to a refreshing detour away from stationary status.

The future is pointing towards the reality of staying put with the mandatory company of my parents, who are understandably psyched to be in the company of their one and only daughter and eldest child, who is readily providing the care they deserve.

Of course the selfish rebel in my head keeps banging out the reasons why my current isolation from the…