People who work at home have Mondays, too

How many more people can call me today to take me from a project that I'm enjoying and eagerly trying to finish?

On the other hand... When a dog who's been dealing with diarrhea all day finally begins puking up undigested raw turkey necks that have been sitting in her stomach for twelve hours, you don't want to be around. Unfortunately for Tim and me, we are. I took the dining room spew; he's on porch detail.

Oh--is it dinner time at your house, too? Sorry!

ETA: Round Three. Tom's turn!