There comes a time in every midlife woman’s journey when she looks around her home and thinks:
“How did I become the unpaid manager of chaos?”
There’s laundry you don’t recognize, dishes multiplying like horny rabbits, and someone—probably you—is always restocking the toilet paper.
If your house feels more like a battlefield than a peaceful hideaway, it’s …
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