Creeping Into the Bones

The older I get, the colder I get. Except when I have stress sweats, or have just eaten, or have too many blankets on, or... Anyway, I'm not quite ready for the nippiness in the air today, and wore my thickest jacket and long sleeves into Manhattan, as it didn't warm up very much throughout the day. The commute home seemed super-long, and I felt like I needed it to be shorter considering how ragged I was run at the office, particularly by folks I don't usually support. But that's how I show my value, I suppose, and that's why leadership wants us to keep coming in. At least next week will be quiet, what with a big out of town partner meeting going on, so I can catch up on writing the rest of my goals. And maybe it'll rain again soon, these fires a hella scary.