Today's good thing: I didn't have to drive to work in the dark. To be perfectly honest, I wasn't that great a driver (a little on the "oops, sorry" side of things) to begin with and then 3 years of not driving at all really didn't help.

In January I started working evenings in a town 30-45 minutes away and my first few commutes were awful. Headlights punched past at a truly alarming rate and I remember squinting at the white shoulder line, wondering if I would be really lame enough to kill myself a car crash. Ironically, I then calmed myself down by thinking about all the better ways I could die. Eaten by a lion. Heart attack. Sky diving. Stingray spike . . . I had a lot of time. I did make it one piece, but absolutely dreaded driving in rush hour traffic.

Now at 5pm it's still light out and today when I pulled into my parking spot, it wasn't even full dark yet! Not only did I not have hand cramps or an unladylike "glow", but I was singing along to one of my favorite songs.

Not bad Monday, not bad.