Interesting thread started on Twitter today, when I bemoaned the fact that my dog only chooses to play with his squeaky toy when I’m trying to be on a conference call.
Got lots of replies from others telling similar stories of their pets salting their game during conference calls, and then it struck me.
How strange is THAT?
How strange, cool, and wonderful is it that some of us have the unmitigated luxury of “working from home”?
Think about it… no longer chained to a cube, an office building, or a commute, I’m allowed, nay, encouraged to perform my day-to-day duties in my footie pajamas with my dog sleeping on my feet.
How utterly and deliciously decadent.
Kellypuffs 
About 50% of my days working from home; about 50% working in someone else’s conference room and sleeping in a hotel. Half perfect!
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hmm. 50% pajama time, 50% seeing the world. Sounds about 100% perfect. 🙂