For whatever reason, this has been a very long week. Lots of little disparate things popping up, with an overlay of many more hours than I anticipated being devoted to Christmas in the City, a Boston-area organization that brings "comfort and joy" to families in need of a little of both around the holidays. I do miscellaneous stuff throughout the year for CITC, but things are really revving up now.
We're in the throes of prepping for our Christmas-related activities, while also taking a side trip to provide Thanksgiving food assistance to hundreds of families, which we'll be distributing this weekend.
So, wheeeee....
Which is just exhausting.
Then there's today's haircut, followed by my escort services: checking my brother out after his colonoscopy. (Better him than me. Hope he enjoyed the non-red jello diet.)
It's getting darker, which always takes its toll.
And winter is icumen in.
Actually, it's overdue. The fall has been pretty mild and pretty sunny. Fluke? Global warming? A combo?
I put on my winter parka the other day. I could have used gloves, too, but I guess that's what pockets are for.
All contributing to the sense that, even though I don't work anywhere near fulltime, I need a long weekend.
Still, fall-into-winter does have its compensations. One of which is walking along the banks of the River Charles, where I snapped this soothing, melancholic scene on my late afternoon walk on Wednesday.
I'm not actually taking the day off. C.f., haircut, brother's colonoscopy.
But I'm taking a bit of Pink Slip time off with this shorter-than-usual post.
Back on Monday. At least that's the plan.
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