Because I work in IT, I sometimes get a little bent out of shape that I can't work from home. It just seems silly to report to an office to sit in front of a computer. I can do that from home, yo. But then, I consider...
I am currently sitting at my desk, still wrapped up in my wool scarf from the 6:45AM commute, with a blanket over my legs, fuzzy gray slippers on my feet, and a warm cup of French vanilla coffee in my favorite Starbucks mug from Ma in my hand.
Remind me again: how is this different fom what I'd be doing at home?
Happy Tuesday, y'all!