Social distancing, WFH, and back-to-back video calls can be stressful. Here’s a bit of relief.

Over the years, I’ve really enjoyed working from home.

When WFH was just one or two days each week those days were a pleasure—they offered some quiet hours to concentrate, read critical background material, and complete complex writing projects without the constant interruptions, interbuilding travel time for meetings (yes, it’s a thing), and overheard conversations that come with sitting in an open office space.

That changed about 3 weeks ago when the firm I work for transitioned 97% of its 7,500+ global employees from working in their offices to working from home due to concerns around the escalating coronavirus crisis.

Not too long after, Maryland’s governor closed non-essential businesses and announced a shelter-at-home order. Jacob’s employer closed. (For the first time in his entire working career, he filed for unemployment insurance.)

WFH is different now. Coping is different. I’m working with three family members trying to “assist” me. One of them—whos going a little stir-crazy—from time-to-time says, “It doesn’t sound like you’re too busy. I can vacuum around you, right?” The other two, Baxter and Louie, complain to me—verbally—when they believe that they aren’t getting the same quantity of treats that they used to get when we weren’t under supervision from “other daddy.”

I’ve turned to some online sights and sounds for my breaks during the day. I put on headphones and enjoy some sights and sounds in private. Here’s one that you might enjoy. Turn up the volume—it’s essential.

Be well, my friends. Stay home. Do what you can to support others.
Keep a stiff upper lip. And as always, feel free to share. I’m here.

By Stephen Brockelman

As a Sr. Writer at T. Rowe Price, I work with a group of the best copywriters around. We belong to the broader creative team within Enterprise Creative, a part of Corporate Marketing Services. _____________________________________________ A long and winding road: My path to T. Rowe Price was more twisted than Fidelity’s green line. With scholarship in hand, I left Kansas at 18 to study theatre in New York. When my soap opera paychecks stopped coming from CBS and started coming from the show’s sponsor, Proctor & Gamble, I discovered the power of advertising and switched careers. Over the years I’ve owned an ad agency in San Francisco; worked for Norman Lear on All in the Family, Good Times, Sanford and Son, and the rest of his hit shows; and as a member of Directors Guild of America, I directed Desi Arnaz in his last television appearance— we remained friends until his death. In 1988 I began freelancing full time didn’t look back. In January 2012 my rep at Boss Group called and said, “I know you don’t want to commute and writing for the financial industry isn’t high on your wish list, but I have a gig with T. Rowe Price in Owings Mills…” I was a contractor for eight months, drank the corporate Kool-Aid, became a TRP associate that August, and today I find myself smiling more often than not.

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