Oh Monday

If ever there were a stereotypical Monday, it would be today. Not only did I over sleep and wake up feeling sick, but I also got to start my day by entering what I like to call the heat vacuum (the office I work in has no air conditioning and holds heat better than we'd like it to). Gravity seemed to be winning the fight against my smile. I knew my attitude was completely ridiculous, but I just couldn't snap myself out of it. There were a few key moments in my day that brought me back to reality. Here is the goodness that helped me find my smile again:

• A little old man with a walker taking his two dogs for a walk. He stepped out of my path as I was making my way to the office and said cheerfully, "Good morning."
• Being treated to strata and Stumptown coffee this morning when we got to the Leftbank Project (a rad, eco-friendly industrial building that rents out offices).
• Taking a tour of the building where OICF will most likely hold this years Ethics Bowl (another architectural gem in Portland)
  
• Finally hearing from Jennifer; my younger sister who is visiting relatives in Germany.

So what am I taking away? Mondays aren't any worse of a day than other days of the week, we often just choose to use it as an excuse for a bad attitude (or as I like to say "I have a case of the Monday grumpies").