There are a lot of good things about working from home. Wearing your pajamas past 7:00 a.m., playing awful music really loudly, not having any coworkers who murmur “mmm hmmm” after every sentence they say … and being able to take 20 minutes to throw a ball for your dog in the back yard (and watch her lose the ball in the snow, and then find it again, and paw at it until it is covered in snow and lose it again, and then find it again).
And if you don’t have any coworkers, you can do this while wearing a sock monkey hat and not be embarrassed. Or, you know, so I’ve heard.
I’d wear the sock monkey hat to work anyway… I’ve only been there since September, but they’d expect it from me by now. I wore my giant chicken slippers to work one day.
The way I’ve seen it, if you aren’t embarrassed to wear it in front of your dog, why would you be embarrassed about wearing it to work? 😉 (That… and I’m a mother now and have no shame).
GWTW? Does that mean you’ve started to read your newest old book? Want me to tell you how it ends?
It ends with a little bit of profanity and a lot of heartbreak. 🙂