Don’t you people have to work?

Since my team and I are currently guiding the magazine through a redesign, meaning I’ve been assigning myself lots of things to write (because you have to know what it’s going to contain before you try to explain it to a freelance writer). Since lately my creativity has been running pretty low in the office, I asked to work from home today. My bosses granted the request, and I didn’t have to try to beat rush hour traffic into downtown this morning.

So this afternoon, I took a field trip to a local bookstore to check out how other magazines did certain things: the final page, what they call the editor’s column, how they write department pages. And after I left with a Teen Vogue, Domino, Real Simple, Men’s Health Best Life, and Paste Magazine, I decided I’d just drop into Starbucks, get a skinny mocha latte and finish out my work day by dissecting the magazines there.

Bad idea. Apparently, in Nashville, no one works on Fridays. Because this place was full of people, and no tables were available. One lady even had a whole table commandeered and set up like her workstation. I wouldn’t have been surprised if she didn’t have a fax machine and a in/out box over there.

So sadly, I came on home and made my own coffeehouse (if you can call Starbucks that) experience in my own living room.

And now I’m watching “Take Home Chef,” even though he picked up a really pretty girl who went to the University of Kansas and has already mentioned the Jayhawks at least 5 times in 20 minutes. I hate her already.