I’m writing this from my beautiful, snuggly bed (the most glorious place on God’s green earth right now).  It’s Monday and I’m back to work after the Christmas break.  I have my first class in thirty four minutes – my office is twenty minutes away.

I need to shower, dry my hair, draw face on in order to resemble actual human, sort bag, get dressed, physically leave house, catch metro, buy coffee en route, arrive…..

You get the picture.

And that is my ‘reasons why I don’t have kids’ #58