He rides in each day on his red motorcycle. Sometimes there is a bit of a traffic jam, but he always makes it in by 9:30.
He helps ship out the previous days' orders and sometimes sits on the larger boxes. You know, to check that they're sturdy enough to make it through the mail. As you can see, we don't have a strict dress code. Pajamas are welcome, especially if they have cars on them.
We brainstorm and chat and if I get too many threads on the floor he will bust out his dog vacuum and clean up behind me (ps- thank you, Kelli, for the dog vacuum- I'm not quite sure what we did without it!). This week, we even had an out-of-the-house business meeting that he sat through like a champ (with a lot of help from an amazing friend).
We take lots of breaks for cuddles and snacks and I can hardly remember the days when there wasn't someone here to cuddle with during the work day. I definitely prefer it this way.
This week has been a doozie and I am counting down the hours until the weekend. The fact that it's an extra long one fills me with so much joy that it's hard to focus on what I need to get done this afternoon. But there are about five bow ties between me and some relaxation, so I'm going to soldier on and finish up.
Here's hoping your weekend is full of grilled food and one last swim!