The Perfect Day

• I walked into the breakroom yesterday morning to find a freshly brewed pot of Starbucks coffee.  Mine is the first cup drawn.
• Upon entering the Men's restroom I not only find the handicap suite unoccupied, but, the L.A. Times is neatly hanging on the handrail next to the toilet.  This, instead of in the trash where I normally find it every morning before cursing the idiot who obviously needs to be schooled on bathroom etiquette with regards to periodicals in the men's room.
• One wipe.  Goodbye.
• My workday was full and even included accolades sent to my superiors about my work. The adjective "professional" was actually used. 
• Although I was busy, I still managed to set aside 65% of my workday for personal web use. (That's the standard ratio, right?)
• The commute home was under 40 minutes in the rain and I did not have to utter the phrase "fucking go!" even once.
• Tom Leykis actually made me laugh the whole way home.
• After kissing the wife goodbye for her evening work shift, dinner and bath were completed without incident.
• The response from my youngest after being asked by her older sister as to the whereabouts of her Hannah Montana Barbie - "It's in my BUTT."
• Kids in bed early.  Fridge full of Tecate.