My twin lives down the road; she is a struggling writer, with two small children.
Her high-profile spouse takes frequent work-related trips; when the two argue about this trend, the spouse suggests that the trips are a financial necessity. They are *good* for the family.
Since my twin has my own set of interests and liabilities, she gives me little life hacks (perhaps without grasping exactly what she is doing).
The Louise Penny mysteries that do *not* unfold in Three Pines are maybe not worth reading....
I can't remember road names, and I have no talent for geography, so I just depend on landmarks.
If you do not collaborate with a nanny, then you must buy a family membership to the community pool. It's actually non-negotiable. This is a survival tactic.
Here's one thing I've offered, in return. Parenting means that your phone blows up with mysterious contacts--community members you've hired, or considered hiring, then forgotten. The names overlap. Jackie the night nurse is not Jackie the sitter who is the friend of Cristabel the sitter. So I use an old-fashioned system. "Leonarda da Vinci" means "Leonardo, From the Town of Vinci," and when people make a reference to da Vinci, they are calling a human being from Vinci. I use "da" in my phone. "Jackie who knows Cristabel" is "Jackie-of-Cristabel." Claire is friends with Sophie, so Sophie is "Sophie-of-Claire."
I see my twin on the back road, dreaming up murder stories, breathing through the sixth pediatric illness of this current month.
She has a novel in her heart--I think she does--and I'm rooting for her.
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