(Lena)
By the time I got back to the office, my head was full in the best possible way.
The Midtown meeting had gone better than I expected, which was saying something because I'd expected it to go well. Boards approved. Direction confirmed. Scope expanded. Guest cottage added. Contractor aligned. Everyone moving in the same direction for once.
That kind of day could carry me for hours.
I brought the sample bags inside and set them near the conference room while Cora went back to her desk. The office felt different after a strong meeting. Lighter. More purposeful. Materials on tables looked like progress instead of clutter. Open files looked like movement instead of pressure. Even the emails waiting in my inbox felt manageable.
I sat down, opened my laptop, and started where I always
