So far so good on work-from-home, but for how long?

As someone who enjoys the outdoors, especially softball season, as well as my penchant for compulsive shopping and what should have been the start of garage sale season, I’m not sure I’m ever going to get used to being stuck inside.

Like most, I enjoy getting out. I enjoy the camaraderie of the newsroom and the adrenaline rush of deadline. I like to get behind the wheel of my Challenger and take it out on the open highway.

Going for a drive, unfortunately, is about the only thing left on the “safe” list while we wait for this coronavirus pandemic to end.

I also miss sports dearly. Even though my Royals still aren’t supposed to be any good, I was looking forward to a possible trip to Kansas City when the good promotional giveaways are on the calendar. 

I also was looking forward to the new Wichita Wind Surge Triple-A baseball team starting play this spring. And I’m still shopping for Super Bowl champion merchandise — being a die-hard sports fan isn’t cheap.

In trying to find ways to stay positive — and to fill the sports pages with stories that I hope give my readers something interesting to read — I have come up with several reasons why working at home might be better than working in the office.

For starters, I now have a window office.

My environment is completely controlled by me — the amount of light in my office, the room temperature — everything except for the goofy cat at my feet who is constantly brushing up against my legs while begging for attention. My wife wanted a cat and I wanted a dog, so we compromised and got a cat that fetches.

I also have walls with awards and autographed pictures of sports legends to take in, and perhaps most important — I can listen to music. While I do have access to music at the CourierTraveler office, my inability to listen to a song without singing it as if I’m on stage would have my coworkers running for the hills.

I also don’t need vending-machine money. I’m 10 steps from the refrigerator and pantry — though having an abundance of food and snacks at my disposal might not be a good thing.

I have a multitude of things to occupy my time while waiting for photos to upload. I rearranged some bobbleheads in the display cabinet, did the dishes and walked to the mailbox. I’m not a fan of television, but there is that vice available if they ever bring back Clint Eastwood westerns.

YouTube has taken up much of my free time. While I don’t have the capability to watch full movies, I have enjoyed watching and rewatching Kansas City Chiefs highlights and famous scenes from my favorite movies. And if I become bored with those, there always are music videos to fall back on.

There is an electric bass sitting in the corner just calling my name. If skill levels are “beginner,” “intermediate” and “expert,” what comes before “beginner?” 

While the elbow pain that cost me most of the fall and winter sports seasons is showing signs of healing with the lack of writing, I’m still hesitant to pick up the instrument so soon.

We also have a karaoke setup in our basement that provides hours of entertainment. We like to have friends and family over to sing, but the virus has wrecked those plans. Since we can’t go to the bars to sing karaoke, at least we have something to fall back on.

Still, I imagine by today I’ll be itching to get out of the house. Grocery night is Thursday, but we have to take extra precautions as we make our way though the market.

My fear is that by Saturday, I’ll be climbing the walls and will no longer be able to stay holed up in the house.

Look at me — this pandemic might last a couple of months, and I don’t think I’ll make it through the first week.

Spring sports usually goes by faster than any other season. But that’s when sports are being played. This one has the ominous chance of lasting forever.

Sports editor Joey Sprinkle can be emailed at SportsEditor@CTNewsEditor.com.