Last night, I was awakened by a fierce thunderstorm. Oliver was trembling, and honestly, it was so loud that it made me a little uneasy. However, there was also something calming about the sound of rain pouring and hitting the roof. I found it strange to have a thunderstorm in November, but then again, it was sunny and in the 70s over the weekend. Naturally, as a problematic sleeper, my mind began racing with thoughts of everything I need to accomplish: orders, bills, payroll

My coffee mug is filled with the best Jamaican coffee in the universe. My hands are cupped around the warm mug offering comfort on this...