It’s Friday, and I’m back on my regular schedule of working from home. It’s always nice not to have to go anywhere—to relax with a cup of coffee and not worry about rushing to get ready. I can take my time.

I have a few things to do today, but mostly I expect I’ll be preparing for a meeting at the end of the day. I’m not quite sure how I feel about it—somewhere between trepidation, nervousness, and maybe even a little excitement. I suppose I’ll just have to wait and see what happens.

I actually talked to my doctor about it a bit yesterday. He’s been treating a plantar wart on my foot with cryotherapy. I hate even saying I have a wart, but they’re fairly common—and they can be quite painful, which mine has been. Still, I haven’t really minded the visits, because it gives me a chance to talk with him.

He’s been my doctor since I moved to Vermont, and I feel more at ease with him than with any doctor I’ve had before. He’s always positive and enthusiastic, but also serious and compassionate when it matters. I feel very fortunate to have lucked out with him.

Anyway, I hope everyone has a great day—and a wonderful weekend.