Good morning!

I love the office. No really, I do.

I love the transition period from “home life” to “work-life”. I love the connections. And, being a morning person, I love saying good morning a bunch (maybe even too much).  

I am at my best in the morning. I like seeing and engaging with other people first thing and I can honestly say I'm almost always excited to come to work. 

So I spent a bit of time today thinking how many times I used to say “good morning” on a typical pre-COVID day. It's a lengthy list, but here are a few to give you an example:

6:05 a.m.: Well there's the security person. Good morning!

6:30 a.m.: My 47th-floor early morning colleagues. "Morning, Elio. Good morning, Benjie. Morning, Sylvia (especially on work out days).

7 a.m.: Morning Elmo and thank you for the delivery (Elmo's been at KPMG for 30 years and is in his late 70’s).

7:20 a.m.: Morning, Wendy. She's the best, she makes everything run smoothly for me.

7:45 a.m.: I run down the elevator to grab a coffee. Morning. Morning. Good morning!

Then I'm back in the lobby between 8-9 a.m. with a black coffee in hand. Tons of people. Packed elevator. All my colleagues. My friends in the building. Strangers. The team working at the coffee station. Security doing their rounds. People I don’t know. GOOD MORNING.

There are too many “good mornings” greeted with a smile to count and I miss every single one of them.

Until I get to say "good morning" in person again, I wish you all a great day and will keep replicating my morning routine with Skype and Teams coffee chats, and many virtual “good mornings”.

Who knew a common phrase, "good morning" meant so much? I miss it more than I realized, so to all, GOOD MORNING!