For the past 6 years, I've been so fortunate to be able to work from home. I love the flexibility of being able to work when things need to be done. I love sending the kids off to the bus and sitting down to my laptop in my pajama's.
Then there is Charlie. He thinks he's the center of the universe. He likes to lay down at that tiny spot between the keyboard and you and cuddle with your chest. It's only slightly annoying when you are trying to get minutes done as quickly as possible since you've put them off for a month. It's even more annoying when he thinks my work time is his nap time--on the laptop keyboard!