Happy Friday!

Ah, Friday – oh, how I’ve missed you!

I don’t know what is it about today exactly, but it already feels like a good day.

Maybe it is the fact I drove to work, for the first time in recent memory, without a ton of rain coming down at me or road spray or both. I saw glimpses of sunshine between the clouds. And it was warm this morning – like 50 degrees at 6am. It is like there is a light at the end of the shitty winter – and it’s warm and rainless.

Now before anyone thinks, "hey, you live in the Pacific Northwest – why are you bitching about rain?" The water year starts on Oct 1 each year. Since Oct 1, 2016, we have had over 42 inches of rain with some rain gages in the are measuring over 47 inches since Oct 1st. That is over 12 inches of rain above normal. Oh, and we have to also count the 11 inches of snow we have gotten too. I think it is safe to say this has been a fucking crazy winter.

Maybe today feels like a good day because I’m sitting here at work, surrounded by guys who yesterday, when I came back to work after taking a sick day, were more worried about how I was feeling and how they could help me than they were that I missed something important at work. I was offered various vitamins, tea, chocolate, but overall, people wanted to make sure I felt like I didn’t have to come to work sick. Like I told DJ last night – THIS, THIS is the kind of place you want to come work: where people actually care. It’s a nice feeling, that’s for sure.

Maybe it’s because it is Friday.

Probably that too.

But overall, I just feel peace – peace for the first time in too long. I have a feeling why – a pretty good idea why actually – but it’s just nice to feel balance in life to feel like things are in a good place.

Part of me worries about writing that – like it’s giving the universe the finger or something that sees it as a dare to try to change it. But you know what – fuck it. I see this as good begetting more good. A celebration that life is good. And I feel it is about time to celebrate that overall good feeling.

What do you think?

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