Sometimes I Just Love My Job

The bedding that's on my bed was a wedding present from my friend Wendy. Love, love, love it.

I freelance from home, and it's almost always 9–5 in my office (or, more accurately, 7–5, with maybe a break for something fun in the middle). But I've been working extremely hard this week getting ready to go out of town, and woke up this morning feeling very run down. So I'm working in bed, and it's so lovely, lovely, lovely. I have a lot of gratitude for the little perks of my job like this one, even if I don't take advantage of it very often.