Usually, our home runs like a well-oiled machine. Or it did, until #6 was born. But I don’t blame him personally, because he’s the only person in the house under the age of ten who I seem to get along with on a daily basis. But it’s safe to say that having a new infant in the house has (temporarily ) derailed what was once a carefully coordinated household effort. So I spent some time earlier today trying to “analyze and troubleshoot my productivity efforts within the domestic realm in order to revitalize industry and redouble efficiency standards.” You know. Thinking about why I can’t get stuff done lately. And…