I often get comments from friends who work a “normal” job, teachers and the like, who say “man, that must be nice…” when I tell them I work from home. The idea of waking up at 5am to be at work by 7, I admit, sounds like the 5th Circle of Hell. I don’t understand how people do that, nor do I want to experience it. I would hate everything about it and would probably end up in an orange jump suit by noon of day 3. I also generally don’t like “dressing up” for anything. I’m thoroughly convinced belts were designed by Catholics as a method of self-torture to offer penance for one’s sins. Society’s belief that, in order to be taken seriously as a professional, you have to wear a certain type of clothes totally baffles me. In my mind, as long as I’m not naked and I know what I’m doing, what else matters? I show up in my sweatpants and t-shirt and code in 4 languages, fix problems, and bring clients’ dreams to life on the screen and my clients couldn’t be happier.