Tuesday, 9:15 pm., January of the New Year. Me: Various sighs, groans, furrowed brows and a giant flop on the couch. My husband: raised eyebrow, turn of the head, “what’s up babe? What’s coming up for you?” Me: glare. Then a loud, overstated, “IT’S AFTER 9PM, I’VE BEEN UP SINCE 6 AND IT’S THE FIRST … Continue reading ME, MYSELF, AND I