After weeks of playing tag-your-it to find available dates, my good friend and I finally got to meet for lunch recently.
Trying to coordinate our schedules is always a major undertaking.
Over a piece of peanut butter cheesecake (low fat of course) she confessed:
“I work. I have kids. I try to have a life. After all this trying and talking, I’ve discovered a secret: There is no such thing as work-life...



