It’s Friday morning and the coffee on my desk has gone cold hours ago. My workload has been piling up all week, but my mind refuses to stand still. I’m practiced at tuning out the background noise of everyday life- you don’t build a successful business by failing to see the big picture, after all.  This week, though, the noise is louder.  I’ve tried to pretend that it’s in the background- that the outcome of the 2024 general election isn’t going to shape my day-to-day life for far beyond the next four years. That maybe this time won’t be as bad, that my rights and those of my sisters in…