8AM is the deadline. The distance is 30 miles. The task is to wake up, shower, dress, feed the family, dress the kids, wrestle them into the car, drop them off at daycare, hustle down the highway, park the car in an overcrowded lot, make it into the building and into class, teach a full day, attend meetings, and then reverse the routine and get home by 5PM. Each morning can feel like a battlefield and I might break out into a sweat before 6AM. But most days we make it, and on time, and in one piece and on a Wednesday, like today, when we are halfway through this maddening routine, I can see the weekend ahead!