I was not excited about returning to work today. After having had a full week off, and then only working three days the following week, I was not jazzed about coming back to the daily grind of corporate America.

I started the day here with a cup of coffee made in one of the French Presses Mary gave me for Christmas, brewed from the grounds she gave me. Yum! The tasty coffee, along with thoughts of Mary and happy Christmas-time memories, made the morning seem a little brighter. I feel better now about being here.