“Don’t stay in bed, unless you can make money in bed.” ~George Burns

Burns probably had another profession in mind when he dropped that quip, but thanks to the invention of the internet and the laptop, I do get to make money from bed… as a freelance writer. And as a bonus, every day is take-your-kitty-to-work day!

Today was a pretty typical work-day for myself and my “staff” (Suzy-cat, that is).  With 10,000 words due at noon, I could have gotten started yesterday when I was sent the assignment, but instead I spent the evening on enjoyable sidetracks–writing about Peeing Trees and reading Artemis Fowl and watching the fourth Pirates of the Caribbean movie which arrived from Netflix and…  well, stuff that wasn’t writing-for-deadline.

So I set my phone for a 5 a.m performance of MercyMe’s “You Reign” to get me going with an early start.  (It takes some wicked Smashmatics at times, but I don’t miss writing deadlines).  Snoozy Suzy didn’t even stir a whisker from her perch atop my hubby’s tummy, but I got up, poured my first mug of coffee, and climbed back under the quilts, armed with my keyboard and caffeine.

After an hour or so, Suzy made the “commute” across the few inches of comforter to give me a hand paw with the typing, and between the two of us we got ten thousand words sent in by deadline.  I can’t even say I mind the early start, since I didn’t really have to get up to go to work.  Purring all around!