There’s a comment in Ben’s post How does consulting work? from where he says
I love working from home, so I have resisted planting myself at a large organization for 40 hours/week.
I worked from home for two years, and while I was doing it, I would have told you that I loved it. Got up whenever I wanted. Wrote code in the wee hours. Walked the dog. I thought it was great. I didn’t have too much of a problem keeping diciplined, or at least no more than I do here at work.
Then, I lost my overpaid, spoiled contract when the bubble burst. I had to schlep myself to a building everyday with other people, and those god awful overhead fluorescent lights. Yuck, I thought.
Then something unexpected happened. On my first job. I met some cool people. Through these guys, I met more cool people. Our hatred of those god awful lights bonded us together. They introduced me to blogging, and taught me a bunch of cool stuff, I’d have never learned at home by myself. I found that I liked going into a that god awful building every day. I found that, even better, I liked being at home more too. I would have never know this about myself, had I not been forced into it. I’m wondering if anyone else has had a similar experience?
Maybe some day, I’ll work from home again, but I don’t see that day coming in the near future.
Brendan