It's probably a good idea that some day I will have a real job that doesn't allow me to "work" from home

Dear future boyfriend(s)/husband,

If today is any indication of the future, you would come home from a long day at work to me wearing a tank top, undies, knee socks, and my hair in two very messy pigtails. But really, come on, who wouldn't want to come home to this mess?

Now, would you be a dear and bring me a glass of wine? I have work I need to pretend I'm doing.