a monday monday
Another long day at work. The day started off in miserable fashion: hardly able to remove myself from bed I donned a too-big shirt, had difficulty remembering where things were, and read pointless documents without comprehension. 30 minutes of a John Grisham novel did little to lift my spirits. Within an hour of work beginning, however, I had perked up enough to make it through the day. The best part of the day: last session, when everyone seemed full of energy, answers, and cooperative drive. OK. That was the best bit of the work day. The true best bit was pulling into the driveway at the exact instant the wife was getting out of her car. Now to a few hours of rest before starting it all over again. Perhaps Tuesday will be less of a Monday.
