My Favorite Part of the Day

This week it's really hard to decide.  But, I decided that my favorite part of the day is the morning.  As I walk out the door to start my 15 second commute, with a hot cup of french press coffee in hand, leaving Nolan still pajama-clad on the floor playing with Grandma.  The clean (cool) Door County air gives me a couple of seconds of calm reflection as I walk into this beautiful space (thanks Eric!). 
Although it seems contrary, my ability to focus has improved greatly.  I am no longer distracted by people stopping in the doorway, my messy house or over-head announcements.  The quiet has cleared my brain, shook it out like sand from my shoes after a walk on the beach.  My brain being empty is a good thing, because its rare.
Gratitude, for Karl and his wonderful family.  For this beautiful place, for a job and a boss that would allow me this incredible opportunity, for my Mother-in-law and her willingness to play daycare, just plain old gratitude, something my attitude has been in the way of for a very (very) long time.

Working from Home...sort of

Guess where I will be working from for the next five weeks?  (Well, one week of vacation).  Yes, as long as I have a computer, a phone, and iPad and internet connectivity I can work anywhere.  This is by far my favorite place so far, beats the heck out of the "quiet" corners in the airport.