In Which I Give Myself a Talking To…
My life is not hard. In fact, it’s downright cushy. By about 3:00pm today, though, I had thrown in the towel. Ragged from waking up early with the Beastie, I read all morning for my latest dissertation chapter. When said toddler wouldn’t nap, I tried to force the issue for over an hour, to no … [Read more…]