I work the 8 to 1 shift now. This means I leave the house at an insanely early hour. The mornings are a blur of frenetic activity, as I try and compress all my chores into an hour-and-a half. But the moment I step out, it's like I switch off the homemaker. The commute is exclusively me-time. This is when I am neither wife, mother nor employee. I am
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