Recently, I was very selfish. I work too hard. Pretty much anyone who knows me will tell you that. And in recent years, with kids all flown, between the day job and my writing, I burn the midnight oil more than I’d like to admit. I know I need to fix my handed-down trait of “you only need to see the doctor if you’re sick.”  I actually went to see my doctor late last summer, and as expected, after an extended absence, she sent me away with a raft of paperwork for all the usual things a woman “of a… Read more…