Yesterday fried me. I felt pretty resentful as i put in a 12 hour day, but as soon as i closed my laptop and looked around me i was able to let go and delight in the evening. Canceling vacation on Monday only strengthens my sense of resentment, but until we have a rhythm of installs in place, i'm not sure what to do.
This morning i spent a very long time trying to identify mountain peaks along the sierra crest. It was not as productive as i hoped. I'm now dozy, and it's lunch time.
I've thought about how thankful i am for the work i did around issues with my parents. I can recall the grief and anger i felt about my mother, in particular, but now i feel so clear.
Now watching Airport, which originated the 1970s disaster film genre.