Thank God for a Good Cup of Coffee

It rained like 3 inches overnight.  Whoa.  And with 3 inches of rain (well really even a sprinkling of rain) rush hour traffic becomes a nightmare.  Go figure.  Now in my pre-child days, I would have been more likely to leave a little early and maybe make it to work on time.  In my post-child days, I'm lucky to leave on time most days and leaving early is a figment of my imagination.  We actually were running sort of on time today and I would have been fine had it been a normal traffic day, lest it was not.  As I pathetically sat in traffic and watched the time tick closer and closer to 9 am on my clock, I realized that the silver lining to having a bad commute day is holding a really, really good cup of coffee to drink along the way.  It's the little things, really, it is.