When you knew you were in the shit? When you knew that the first job of the day would also be the last, because it was going to be obscenely difficult? When the fire in your guts would require a half roll of rolaids to quench? When the end of your day would be so sweet by comparison that you knew you’d fall asleep grinning just to have survived it?

And it all goes well? When you can connect two wires and the system comes online and begins to work like wildfire? When an utterly unexpected confluation allows everything to function as desired without six hours of swimming through mire? When you actually manage to get something accomplished before noon, and then go on to get something completely unexpected accomplished AFTER noon?

I don’t get many days like that, but I’ll take ’em. Yesterday was one. It was unspeakably tasty. I hope I don’t have to wait around for the other shoe to drop.