{"id":570,"date":"2010-08-19T13:29:54","date_gmt":"2010-08-19T20:29:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/?p=570"},"modified":"2010-08-19T13:29:54","modified_gmt":"2010-08-19T20:29:54","slug":"on-staying-put","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.jessamyn.com\/journal\/2010\/08\/on-staying-put","title":{"rendered":"on staying put"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"telecommuting\"<\/a><\/p>\n

It was sort of an exciting offer “Hey if you want to get one of those Jet Blue All You Can Jet passes and go around the country going to meetups, I’ll spring for the ticket.” And I almost said yes before I even thought about it, because traveling is fun and meeting up with people is fun and it’s lovely out and there have been a few people on my “to visit” list for an embarassingly long time.<\/p>\n

And then I slept on it, the awesome sleep I have when it’s just the right temperature outside and I am sleeping with my favorite pillow and my room is all nice and dark the way I like it. And woke up thinking that being gone for a good chunk of a month meant less of that. And I asked a few people, all of whom gave me answers that I’d characterize as cautiously supportive<\/em>, and I slept on it again. And I decided to stay put. Which is a little strange since I usually opt for squeezing more stuff into my days not less. But I think I was maybe not giving enough weight to the things already on my plate including <\/p>\n