Wednesdays are "my days"

Hi Reader, Wednesdays are “my days.” As I type and schedule this, I’m sitting in a quiet(ish) cafe, sipping on too hot green tea and enjoying the freedom to just think. It is the day each week that my husband takes them to school, they stay in after care until about 4, he takes them to a skatepark after, then flag football. By the time they get home, everyone’s tired. It is our quickest dinner of the week. Just bean quesadillas and last night’s leftover salad. Usually, my to-do lists are too...