I'm writing this blog from my back porch overlooking a lush green rolling cornfield. I can hear the birds chirping, (in the interest of full disclosure, I can also hear the construction workers down the street talking some serious trash, but I am choosing to tune that out), and the sun is out. The kiddo is back in school and it's 8:45 in the morning. Hot coffee is by my side and my dog is laying at my feet.
This is the first week that I am living my dream. I mean really living it.Read More