Sunday night, while getting ready for bed, something extraordinary happened. I could count on one hand (half of a hand, actually, but that’s gross) the number of times this has happened to me in my lifetime.
Just as my head hit the pillow, I thought, “I’m really looking forward to work tomorrow. There’s a lot to do and I’m going to do it all as well as I possibly can.”
Then I did.
And although things were pretty much back to normal by mid-week, it was a beautiful start.