I started thinking about working from home on March 6. I sent an email to my department asking for advice about equipment specifications and best practices. And then, on March 16, I was officially working from home. It was a welcome change at first. I wake up a little later, enjoy coffee with my partner, and get to hang out with my cats all day while I work. But then I read somewhere that 'working from home' doesn't quite capture what a lot of us are doing at this time. We're not 'working from home' so much as we're 'working at home during a global public health crisis because we have no other choice'. Which is different. Totally different. And heavy. So I spend quiet moments of gratitude for the makeshift workstation arranged at one end of my dining table and for the cuddly cat (or two) on my lap.