Do I stick it out here at the office, and plough through my backlog? I'd be out of here by 10, all caught up, breathing a little easier, ready to take on tomorrow.
Or do I head home, hug my boys, pour a big fat glass of wine (for me, not them), put them in their jammies, tuck them into bed -- and then sit up in bed til 2:00 am trying to catch up, only to get up at 6:00 am and start all over?
That's my dilemma, and this is my blog.
It's about the need -- and the desire -- to work and work well. And the desire to have a life, a really good one, one I'll be glad and proud I lived.