Meanwhile, I'll be here in the trenches If you're looking for me. I have a seven-week-old. The last thing I want is to do the graveyard shift by myself three week nights in a row. It's also the kickoff week of sports practices up the wazoo. But I get that business travel strikes from time to time, and honestly, we have it really good with Joe's job and the flexibility and proximity to the house it offers us. Anyway. Wish me luck. I'm gonna need it.

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