Two years ago, I was freelancing as a marketing and communications consultant. I had several clients on retainer and a few ad hoc jobs coming in each month, so I was able set my own hours. Most days I worked out of the corner of my downtown apartment with my toy Yorkshire terrier sprawled across my lap. Some days, I would glance at the clock in the middle of the day and realize I had yet to change out of my pajamas. It was comfy, cushy, and convenient. When it came to the daily operations of my career, I had all the freedoms in the world.