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I used to be really good at being everywhere on time. Early in fact. Not a hair out of place or a bead of sweat on my brow (well, mostly). My children have fucked that up for me good and proper. Trust me, I WANT to be out of the house. It creates less mess and makes me marginally less crazy-woo. But working to a deadline is a bastard of a nut to crack. Here’s my 4 steps to success…



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