Thankful for Headlights

I drove to work at 5:30 a.m. today. No sign of sun. Temps in the 20s. I sipped my peppermint mocha from Starbucks and tried to remind myself...only five workdays until a four-day weekend. And that's a four-day weekend that starts with my very most favorite holiday. I can't wait.

I think I'm in a holiday mood earlier than usual this year because I need SOMETHING to look forward to. If I focus on the day to day -- and mostly it's just a getting-through-the-day mentality -- I feel too sad.

Another bright spot -- Henry has no after-school activities for more than a week! We don't have swimming or gymnastics next week. It's nice to be free of obligations like that for a bit. We can come home from school and play Wii and do homework and play legos.

But for right now, I'm just thankful for the headlights. I got to work safe and sound. Now to count the minutes till quitting time! I leave early tonight to get to H's parent-teacher conference. I'm sure I'll have more to be thankful for after that! :-)

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