Monday is great only in that the "to do" list seems like a touchstone, some sort of magic charm guiding me to get things done. By Thursday, it's just another document in the word processing directories. But on Monday, when all imagination is gone but getting something done, it's my personal talisman. I only wish that my need for morning free time did not cause me to leave for the office so late on mornings like this. This morning is much more excusable, though, as the home had to be restored to a spouse-ready condition prior to my departure for work. I wish I could restore my car to pristine condition with the same determination.
Lately I've been listening to music while I work, because no matter what those studies say, I *am* more productive with music playing. Usually, I think that the ambient guitar works of Jeff Pearce make me the most productive (or put me in the best mood, which is almost the same thing). Today, though, I'm revelling in my latest Dollar Store purchase--Roy Rogers' "Home on the Range" greatest hits collection. I would stop to describe it in detail, but I must get back to my to do list.
