I have a friend who, when she resigned from her corporate job to start her own (still thriving) small business she continued to dress-for-work and pack lunch. She would leave home with her usual enthusiastic fussing over the kids, march out the front door, before scurrying around the side of the home, unseen, to her newly created back-yard office.

She got away with it for months before one of her intrepid little explorers happened upon her during a particularly important phone call one day...

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