So what is a mother of five to do when she is confronted with a situation in which all of her children are miles and miles away from her, and her husband is at a conference of priests until 3PM, and she sits in front of a computer in a hotel room unbothered by housework, unfinished jobs, unfolded laundry, and ungraded schoolwork?
She walks to Starbucks, gets an iced mocha latte and reads a book, thank you very much. I think she might have a nap too.
Better get decaf.
