Monday morning.

I give it a 'half-ugh' for today.

And the mildly dreaded return to the alternate reality after a weekend of playing outside and whatever else suited my heart's content.

I knew things were off to a rough start as I was headed out to work, though.

I couldn't find my cell phone anywhere.

I'd had it one of my gear duffles yesterday when I was off hiking. But this morning it was nowhere to be found.

So, after wasting more time searching than I should have, I used my land line for quite possibly one of the few remaining reasons to even have a home phone anymore: I called my cell number.

Upstairs? No ring.

Pile of stuff in the hallway? Nothing.

Then I heard it. Down in the kitchen.

It was, of course, buried deep under piles of fleece and dirty socks and zip-lock bags and other assorted paraphernalia from yesterday's hike. (Just for reference I did NOT carry it with me on my hike!).

So, that's how I started my week.

You?

But with the snow outside (and I hope in the mountains too) hopefully things can only get better...