Waking up the kids was a bit of a challenge.
Making it through the first two hours - brutal - the coffee pot is on the fritz.
The familiar walk to my desk was fresh yet a mid-morning email jacked up my vacation high.
Meeting after meeting interrupted my smile and carefree easing back to work thoughts.
The after school/work rush has a new element - Evan's Monday night piano lesson.
8:30 p.m. I'm pooped and headed to bed.
I am indeed BACK IN THE SADDLE.