2:00 pm. One hour until the bus returns my tired, sweaty, fidgety, hungry children back to me. In the hours since they have left, I’ve made the bed, done the dishes, walked three miles, showered, eaten two meals and attempted some semblance of work. With the one hour mark comes the pressure. Did I doContinue reading “2:00 pm”
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