I accepted a position in town. I’m pretty excited.
Hi. I make money now.
I treated my newly-employed self to a walk through the woods. If a day like today could be served up all year round, I’d be one happy lady. It was 60 degrees with a slight breeze. You can just feel any frustrations or worries blown away with it. And what you’re left with is clarity and appreciation. You can’t have one without the other.
A leaf tunnel on the trail.
I stopped at a log by the lake to eat my lunch. It was a simple, clean lunch. BLT on my official third homemade loaf, a gala apple (not too sweet, not too sour… just the right bite), and some fresh NYC tap water. Or isn’t that the myth of bottled water? If it’s packaged right, I’ll believe it. My marketing sisters would be happy to hear that.
The loaf in question. I can’t separate ‘loaf’ from meatloaf.
It makes me want to squirt ketchup on the picture.
Congrats on finding a job! Your bread is looking MUCH better:)