Good busy, I think. I have a long to-do list, but it’s all stuff I want to do (and a couple of things I’m excited about doing), and on Sunday (maybe Saturday – depends) I’ll spend some time working. I really need to. I’ll feel much better about next week if I feel like I finished everything I needed to do this week, which certainly didn’t happen at work today. However busy I plan to be, though, I can get a little extra sleep in the morning, go for a run, and then start my day. I think having my mornings to myself, with only self-imposed deadlines, is a major reason I’d like to work from home. When I drive to work every morning, I see all these people out walking, jogging, biking, with their dogs and their kids and their friends. Why don’t they have to go to work? Are they all on vacation? Do they all work later shifts? Could they all be stay-at-home parents or work from home? And why can’t I do that? Besides company policy, I mean (because they do have a company policy about it – don’t). So I’m working on that. In the back of my mind. Every day.