Work from home day 24: is it normal that I suddenly want to become a yogi?

Forty-four. On Friday the thirteenth, we dismantled the editorial team and since that day we've been working from home. I had to find my rhythm, my hormones took a slightly more intense monthly trip with me than usual (my heavens, who else experienced this?) but by now I have the working from home down. Although something is going on.

Slowly, I am turning into a granola-loving nature enthusiast. Suddenly, I drink herbal tea all day, while I normally balance this with much more coffee and wine. I'm into hiking or as we call it in the Netherlands: walking. It could very well be that I had already taken 8000 steps before the workday started this morning. And I swear to you that this weekend I decided to become a true yogi with those nice pants, loose shirts, and self-tied ankle bracelets with shells. Makeup, what's that? A straightener? Haven't seen one in weeks. I even dare to admit that just for a change, I put on my All Stars, because otherwise, I only wear my Timberlands alternated with my Ugg slippers. Honestly: there are still very few people who have become sexier from that. By the way, my photo roll consists of trees and stray benches among trees or the cows I look at from my backyard.

I stew stews, I bake bakes, and I simmer whatever is on hand. Could I just leave with the northern sun to go write on a Greek island? Maybe that book should finally come, because what is actually too young to be a book writer? I see myself with that messy beach hair doing the sun salutation in the morning, after which I walk firmly along the beach with my dog (a dog of my own, yes), to then sit at a desk with a wonderful view writing whole chapters. In my fantasy, I twist myself into the most wonderful yoga poses and suddenly I also have abs of steel.

The advantage? After such a daydream, I come home, where in reality I have only done yin yoga once, which is also sometimes lazy-people-yoga called, and I drink wine every evening. Home workday twenty-four it is. But still, I don't rule out becoming that yogi, I should look for the ultimate mat.