Monday, Monday.

What can I say? Mondays are a good place to start the week. In most cases, things can only improve.

Consider my Monday for a moment.

I started out as normal with a cup of coffee and a check of my email. Once I got myself put together and suitable for public viewing, I started loading up for the trek to work. My pockets got my cell phone, epi-pen (in case I'm attacked by a wasp), pocket knife (if I'm wearing pants, I'm carrying a knife...an old Boy Scout habit), keys and mechanical pencil. My belt got my security badge. My laptop case was loaded with the laptop, day planner (I still like to write things on paper), RSA token (so I can connect to work from where ever I roam :-( ), spare glasses (special set for reading computer screens), and an apple (the vegatable kind).

I then schlepped all of this crud out to the Jeep, came back into the house, kissed Marilyn goodbye, told Wally to protect the house, and left for Conyers.

The Jeep and I had our usual argument at the end of the street. It wanted to turn right and go play in the mountains. I knew I should turn left and go to work. I won. We both lost.

When I got to work, things started to look up. I was able to knock out about 90% of what I needed to do in the first couple of hours. I left around 1:30 because I had 7+ hours of maintenance to do tonight on one of our sales agency servers.

Pleasant surprise #1: When I got home, there was a black Trailblazer parked in the driveway. Missy and Violet were visiting. They're a couple of my favorite people. Violet is standing at every chance, crawls fast enough to harass the cat, and has learned to sit gracefully. A couple of weeks ago her technique was to let go and let gravity do the work. Missy is always a ray of sunshine.

Missy, Mom, and Violet decided to go adventuring around Monroe, so I took the afternoon and did nothing with it. Perfect. :-)

Around 7:00 PM, the phone rang with a problem from work. One of the drawbacks to remembering stuff that nobody else wants to know is that you get to be on call all the time. I guess this one falls into the "I'd rather be abused than ignored" category.

Pleasant surprise #2: I tried to connect to the agency server, and they're offline. I guess I can do this again tomorrow.

OK, I've bored you enough for one day. I promise to do better tomorrow.