Having one of those days

(Monday, of course), where every little thing is grating on my nerves, yet I managed to be pleasant and productive and got through the workday. But now I'm home, ready to 'nest' in the air conditioning, with sunlight streaming through the windows onto the plants, and I'm going to listen to some music, breathe in and out, stay away from people, decompress, and meditate on how minor these things were compared to what someone I know must be going through who lost her husband and will be burying him tomorrow. It's that sort of thing that reminds us of just what's important in life.