Until you figure out point three, it is a real struggle to get any solo time. At least when I was working, I was alone on the train during my commute — those strangers I was smushed next to don't count since none of them ever asked me for snacks or to take them potty. I could squeeze a personal appointment in after work and before pickup, or I could take a glorious day off to do whatever the hell I wanted while my kids were still in full-time care. Now, I'm lucky if I can take a shower without interruption.