Four days a week, there’s a moment—right about this time—when I realize my son will be home from school in less than an hour, and I have accomplished nothing productive. I resolve to get up and use this remaining time wisely. Then he comes home, I wonder what I did with my time, and hope to do better tomorrow.
It would be nice to recover my motivation and get some things done around here.
Also, I saved this post to drafts, and almost didn’t come back to finish it.
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