It could have been because I was a bit nervous heading into today. Last Sunday, I discovered that I had the wrong day for playing the guitar at mass. Instead of being in July, it was this weekend. This week, then, saw me picking out music that I could play (or mostly play) and then practicing it all week. I still didn't feel prepared today, but I made it through. I received a number of nice compliments on the music, so my mistakes thankfully went largely unnoticed.
It could also have been how full the day became. Today, we spent quite a while at the store restocking our food supply. Janelle and I both spoke with our fathers, and Alex and Katrina gave me a call as well. We also had friends over and I did some grilling. We inexplicably lost power for a couple of hours. Janelle made some great blueberry cobbler. We got the much needed rain that we needed, which made walking the puppies more interesting.
Maybe I'm just tired. I still feel blessed and had a good day. I have no complaints; it just didn't feel like Father's Day.
Edit: The following morning I came home from working out to find this banner: