The art of being in a rut: Remote job diaries

Ever since I quit my part-time jobs — yes, plural, because apparently I thought collecting job experiences like Pokémon was a personality trait — life has gone a bit... quiet. And not the peaceful, aesthetic, Pinterest-kind-of quiet. More like the "Wow, I haven't spoken to a human being today except the Tesco self-checkout machine" kind of quiet. It's been strange. See, even though my part-time jobs were exhausting and sometimes chaotic (looking at you, 12-hour hospitality shifts), at least they involved *people*. Interactions. Noise. A bit of laughter. A bit of shouting. A bit of "why is this customer fighting over ketchup?" But in their own weird way, they kept me grounded and motivated enough to look forward to the actual tech work I was doing on the side.

Switching to doing my remote job full time was supposed to feel like a glow-up. And don't get me wrong — it's still a step forward. It's still related to my domain (well... more than my part-times were, anyway 😅). It's humbling, aligned with my goals, and something I genuinely do enjoy. But let me tell you, when you suddenly remove all your IRL interactions and swap them for daily Zoom calls and Slack messages, life becomes extremely quiet. Get it? Quiet... quite... uh... never mind 🙂.