It's the first day of spring. I have the next six work days off. My Drake Bulldogs are playing in the NCAA tournament tomorrow. I'm leaving for a week-long vacation on Saturday.
Yes. I'm feeling good.
It doesn't even matter that my husband is annoyed that I didn't finish the laundry while he was on a business trip last night. It doesn't even matter that we have a winter storm warning in effect for tomorrow predicting 6-9 inches of heavy, wet snow.
Nope. I'm in a good mood.