When I work at my desk, I sit on a stability ball. It is much more comfortable than any chair that I’ve ever used, and that’s saying something. Unfortunately, my kids (and my husband) have discovered my comfortable secret. If I get up for any reason, I come back and my ball is gone or one of my younger children is rolling around on it. I don’t mind sharing, but there have been a couple of times that Max or little A have come up to me to request my ball. At least I have a sense of self-worth. Hmph.