“WALLET!” my husband shouts from the car, as I bound across the parking lot to Walgreens. “Oops!” I say, trotting back to the car to retrieve my wallet. I smile at my hubby. He does not smile back. This is after I asked to go on his errands with him because I needed something reallyContinue reading “It’s My Brain and I Can Turn It Off If I Want To”
Carie Juettner 