Friday nights in a quiet, empty office are somehow soothing.

I'm flying across my keyboard: editing and approving blogs, testing new software, writing emails to my graphic designer, creating homepage design specs, sending meeting requests to usability contractors, finishing reading my emails.

I'm feeling good about getting stuff done.

The fans are humming. My keyboard is clicking. They are the only sounds in the office.

It's time to go home and face the many things that need to get done there. It will be as quiet there as it is here, I know, but somehow it won't be as special.