A gorgeous walk in the nature preserve after work tonight. Short, but more filling than I've had in a while, and I even ran into a beautiful doe and her speckled fawn. We stared at each other for awhile before they ran away on their long legs. It saddened me that I couldn't get close enough to capture their beauty on the camera.
It was about 90 degrees in the sun, but 85 or so in the shade - which is like heaven compared to the hell it's been here since May. There's almost a fall smell in the air, although I know the pain of excessive heat isn't far away. This is just a small mercy, for now. But I've managed to get in one afternoon run, and now an afternoon walk.
It's been a killer week at work. Still high stress, and I'm having to teach all the CPAs this new time & billing system - a great reminder why I did the right thing by never going into any sort of education. Regardless of how good a person may be at it, they have to love it in order to have, and retain, the necessary degree of patience. Or perhaps I'm failing to take into account the subject matter. I don't want to talk about work codes and engagement designs and billing wips ever, much less all day, but I could talk about character goals and tension and conflict and actions vs. reactions all day long, and still have plenty left over.
My teenage-alien short is getting closer, too. Not there yet, but it's been lovely to have a story that hasn't taken me 9 months to complete like "Child of Fortune, Child of Labor." The subject matter is the reason for that, too. Emotion, versus science & world-building. I'm better at the first, probably too much so.