When I have a Monday with no unexpected major crises, it feels as if Iíve been given a gift. Minor bumps I can deal with just fine, and there are always enough of those to keep me from thinking Iím on a water slide and not a rapids. Today, for example, the Boss asked me to fax a report to the latest consultant heís hired. It was something I hadnít updated since 2005, so I had to scramble a bit, but I survived without more than a few little gasps.
Oh, it could have been worse. It could have been worse if I hadnít had a full nightís sleep for the first time in weeks. And by ďfull,Ē I mean a full six and a half hours, which is the most I ever get at one time. It was almost consecutive, too, except that starting around 6:00 am, I woke up every half hour for a few minutes of the usual tossing and turning. Thatís probably my one decent nightís sleep for the next six months, so it will have to do.