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During the (thankfully) brief five-month period I worked at home, I'd either stay up all night or get up with the sun to get my work done. I have two kids, and at the time I had a live-in boyfriend who also had two. Sometimes situations would arise where I'd have to do something in the middle of the day, and we developed a system where everyone would have to go hide in the bedroom, then I'd call them and tell them when they could come out again. Then sometimes I'd have to tell them to go right back in. It sucked, but we managed to survive it without the kids ever accidentally seeing any porn. I do not envy you right now, but at least they are houseguests and they will leave eventually.
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