Yesterday morning my 16-year-old son and I had to get up at the sliver of dawn to get him to the University of Utah by 7:45 a.m. so he could take the ACT test for college. Unfortunately for him he was sequestered most of the day in Warnock Hall (which always looks like “Warlock” Hall to me) in the middle of the U of U campus exercising his little brain until smoke trickles out his ears.
But enough about him. Let’s get to me.
Because I was his ride down I needed to find something to do for these many hours. I went to the Coffee Garden on Main Street in the heart of downtown Salt Lake City, bought myself a 20 oz. almond milk latte and a freshly baked scone, booted up my computer and thoughtfully decided that I’d get a boatload of work done.