Back to real life
I've been home four days now, and it's been a little bit of a rough landing. Work has been, as expected, busy and challenging, and not always in a good way. At home I can get nothing done without being harassed by Zeke. I haven't had a single day where I haven't been roused out of bed at an ungodly hour (this morning it was 4:30). Vacation is truly over.
I haven't had time or energy to focus on much of anything except the day job--which is making me crazy, as I have promises to keep. I look around and see that this place needs to be tidied and vacuumed; I'm really unhappy with my home space. My February car accident has come calling again in ways that have been unexpectedly emotional. I keep trying to carve out time to find a car and having other stuff intervene. And I haven't worked on the novel since I returned from the east.
The weather has gone decidedly autumnal, which means cool and damp. This is what I'm commuting in. And I've had no real time to acknowledge or consider the Jewish new year, much less actually attend services. (Can I just say that the business of charging for High Holiday tickets--and it is a business--seems more pernicious to me every year?)
Yes, I'm a pretty disgruntled scarlettina right now.
I haven't had time or energy to focus on much of anything except the day job--which is making me crazy, as I have promises to keep. I look around and see that this place needs to be tidied and vacuumed; I'm really unhappy with my home space. My February car accident has come calling again in ways that have been unexpectedly emotional. I keep trying to carve out time to find a car and having other stuff intervene. And I haven't worked on the novel since I returned from the east.
The weather has gone decidedly autumnal, which means cool and damp. This is what I'm commuting in. And I've had no real time to acknowledge or consider the Jewish new year, much less actually attend services. (Can I just say that the business of charging for High Holiday tickets--and it is a business--seems more pernicious to me every year?)
Yes, I'm a pretty disgruntled scarlettina right now.