The two greatest challenges to working after 10 pm, after a long day, when all the kids are sleeping:
1. Resisting the deafening roar from the fridge. Can you hear it? It's like thunder. It's the almond paste screaming, no/nay demanding: EAT ME.
2. Resisting drinking the glass of red wine in front of me. Have to remind myself it's mixed with detergent and only put there to lure fruit flies into an intoxicated early death.
