It’s Tuesday morning at 8 am and I’m sitting in a cafe near my house drinking coffee and pondering what I can write in this blog. Why I can’t think of anything to write lately is one matter completely, but why I’m sitting in a cafe when logic would otherwise dictate I should be working is another. Turns out: I have the day off. Karin is traveling for work. And Claire is on spring break but I couldn’t have pried her away from the daycare fun and activities with anything short of a crowbar. So, I’m free. It’s Tuesday, and I have a single day –eight uninterrupted hours– to myself. It’s Super Tuesday… for me at least. And I’ve got a list to get through at least a page long.