A Tale of Two Mondays

So my typical Monday morning starts this way:

1 – Alarm goes off at 5:20.

2 – Drag myself down to the gym for an hour of exercise and experiences with the Naked Old Guys.

3 – Slog off to work, trying to force a smile onto my face.

4 – A couple of hours of e-mail, reports, paperwork, and pretending to be interested in being trapped in my cubicle for another 8 hours.

5 – A good hour spent daydreaming of escaping these 3 foot walls.

Ah, but this past Monday? It was different. Much different. Much better.

I spent Monday morning floating down the Blackfoot River in Western Montana, watching the world slowly go by.

There were deer walking along the shoreline, totally oblivious to the guys in the boat passing them. There was a bald eagle soaring over our heads. There were ospreys scooping fish out of the river right in front of us. There were huge trout jumping right next to us. (Unfortunately they weren’t jumping onto our fish hooks, but you can’t have everything.)

Now, which is the better way to spend a Monday morning?

Life is good sometimes…