One of those days.

It was hard to wake up.

It was hard to get myself motivated to do the exercise show/stretching I do every weekday morning.

It was hard to figure out what to have for breakfast, stay focused during my quiet time, and get ready in a reasonable amount of time.

It was hard to drop the dog off to be groomed and to see the look of desperation in her eyes as she looked at me when they carried her away.

It was hard to get to work in all the traffic.

And now it’s hard to figure out what I can start working on AND leave in the 30 minutes I have before a meeting.