With the soothing background symphony of Mickey Mouse Clubhouse, Muppet Babies, and Daniel the Tiger, I sat trying to get the last of my work done.  It had been a long week swimming through projects, emails, and technology I struggled to adapt to all while working under the tyranny of a three year-old who daily attempts to declare himself boss. My brain was weary, but I pushed ahead.  Because my work is a peculiar kind, I fumbled through Instagram to…

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The house is finally quiet.  I just gave the kitchen counters a last wipe down.  Set the dishwasher.  Cleared the corner of the dining room table that tends to accumulate school papers and work notes.  Made sure snack boxes were packed and waiting. I switch off the living room lamps and hear the soft sound of rain dancing on the metal roof.  The day is done.  And truth be told, so am I. It’s been one of those days.  You…

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