Well, my 4 hour workday turned into 6 because I was interrupted all week and couldn’t finish a spreadsheet my boss needed for Monday. I stayed late to get it done and wrap up a few other things, like cleaning my desk. I hate coming back after a weekend to the disarray that inevitably happens during the week.

But I still got out of work early enough to enjoy the perfect weather and go to an early dinner with Patrick. I’m thankful for that. And for how happy the pups were when I got home. And for the birds who nest in the trees by our deck and sing their upbeat songs. And for late sunsets.