Six months into their new employment, Grace realized that the pace of two rigorous careers necessitated a level of coordination she had not anticipated. She was perusing her calendar over morning coffee when Max emerged from their bedroom with the expression that indicated he was mentally organizing a busy day.
"Environmental committee hearing at nine, budget meeting at eleven, and a conference call with the research team at two," he continued, pouring coffee and checking his phone. "What does your Tuesday look like?"
"Program planning meeting at ten, site visit to the youth center at one, and a grant application deadline at five that I absolutely cannot miss," Grace said, referring to their shared calendar on her tablet. "And your mother called yesterday…….she wants to know if we can ha
