Why is the Rickster Smiling

I've been unusually productive today. This morning before breakfast, I did yoga on the deck. It was a little cool, but still nice.
When I stepped out to feed the chickens, I realized that I still hadn't raked up the small debris from the pen left by the storms back in March. The chickens didn't seem to mind because red worms often lurk beneath the straw, but it had been bugging me.
I put it on the infamous ToDo list several weeks ago and would have done it sooner, but the rain over the past month made it messy in there. Today, I cleaned out the pen and smiled to myself as I mentally marked it off my list.
I wrote my column for Sunday as the coffee perked. All in all, I completed, every priority item on my list.
I was feeling a little smug. I checked my email before Jilda called me to lunch and I saw something interesting from one of my co-workers at the paper. The subject line read -- Read This ---- No, Seriously, Read it Now. 
I thought, Oh Crap, I've been fired. But when I opened the email, I realized the editor had forwarded me a copy of the results from the Alabama Press Association's Newspaper Awards.
Our papers had won a total of 13 awards, three of which had my name by them. I had a first-place award, and two third-place awards for work that the editor had submitted in the contest. I was blown away. 
I have a conflict so I won't get to attend the ceremony, but I plan to do a photo op with my awards after the event. WooHoo.