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Working Playdate

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A friend and I decided to try something new. We both stay at home with our boys and we both do some work from home. Now that my son is almost four and hers is three, they have quite a bit of energy that makes it tricky to squeeze in phone calls or computer time.

So this morning we tried co-working. I learned about this concept a while back from Jamie Ridler who meets regularly with a friend to work on their own respective businesses around a shared table.

I posed the idea to my friend and she loved it, so we gave it a try. For about an hour-and-a-half, we worked (her on her computer, me on my laptop) while our boys played together. It was fantastic.

She got through her whole to do list, and I got through two chapters of editing. All with minimal interruptions and with the boys in our sights the whole time.

I know there are a lot of moms who work from home, and I am curious to hear how you get it all done. Let me know in the comments.

As for me and my friend, we are thinking of making the working playdate a regular event. We will be trying it again next week.

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