A Quiet Evening

Sometimes I forget just how stressful this work can be. It’s stressful because it’s work with people.

The past weeks remind me that I cannot do this work like I used to, when I was younger. I need to listen to those who remind me of that. I usually say yes I know, then I continue on the same way. But I just can’t any longer.

This picture is of our kitchen, because my head was so elsewhere today that I nearly forgot to Blip.

Tomorrow is a doctor’s appointment, hopefully a haircut, and packing for a work trip. But hey, after two weeks in the very frigid cold, tomorrow it’s forecast to be 0C. Woooohoooo.