One week of vacation with my adoring family and I can't wait to get back to work tomorrow. No, it's not the work I miss. It's the time ALONE on my bike commute that I'm really looking forward to. I just need some space to breathe. I love my family dearly and we had a near perfect vacation. Every one's emotional bank account is brimming. I feel at the top of my parenting game right now having just tucked my three cherubs into bed. And yet I am so looking forward to being free. We were all together every minute of every day for eight days. That's a lot. I was never one for appreciating privacy. And it's not like I meditate when alone -- my mind is rarely quiet. I just like the silence. When you are alone you can do as you please without interruptions or comments from the peanut gallery. It's just nice. And I'm really grateful for it.