You can’t tell but I’m making dinner right now. The pasta sauce is simmering and the fettucini boiling. Phone rings. Noodles were slipping into the hot water as I nod my head. The callers questions are answered relay style. Before I finished these sentences, I am interrupted and given instructions on how to do a trash run. Trash runs are an extremely important covert operation. I am sworn to secrecy. Enough said.
Less than 1 minute has passed. In walks my daughter who is watching a show on Hulu.
“This is the best show ever!” she says as she hugs me.