When my Monday starts like this, I know it can only get better.
This morning my son had an appointment to have his wisdom teeth removed. I was looking forward to some quiet knitting time, but first I had to sort out a minor mishap. I had one wonky stitch and had to perform a quick bit of knitting surgery before we headed out. By the time I had dealt with Monday morning traffic madness, a little downtime in the waiting room was just what I needed.
As luck would have it, my son had only 3 wisdom teeth. I'm not sure how much more knitting time a fourth tooth have would have given me, but I'm convinced that some days I would pay for more waiting time. All too quickly we were out the door and on our way.
At least I had enough time to knit up what I had ripped out and then some. Forward progress on a Monday . . . I'll take it.