I saw a beautiful sunrise on the way to the office this morning. I know I'm in the minority, but I'm so glad it's Monday.

It means that dance recital weekend is over.

Not that the girls and I don't enjoy recital, but it takes a lot of hours and work. And this year's costumes and props (from circus hat spinners and tightrope walkers to mermaids), were plentiful and hard to keep track of all weekend. I think our winter ski gear is actually easier to manage.

But now it's Monday and it doesn't matter if we can't find the mermaid hair bow, or the tightrope walker jump rope and parasol. And we don't have to worry about the quick change from one prop-filled number to the next backstage.

I can sleep. I can finally get some sleep.