My first day working from home went well. I wasn’t very busy – checked emails throughout the day, checked to make sure our lecture podcasts were working, dealt with an outside company on an outstanding invoice, had lunch with my girlfriend, nursed Claire throughout the day, and got to see her smiley, happy, morning face. It was good. But I can’t help but feel like I’m on borrowed time, that once others in my office hear about the arrangement, that they’ll complain and my boss will renege. I feel guilty about it too – that I’ve been allowed to do this and that I’ve received a nice office. I guess it’s a testament to my lack of self esteem, but I just feel like all of this is too good for me – that I don’t deserve it. Why is that!? Why can’t I just be happy and enjoy it? Sheesh.