It has been a week since I wrote. Trust me, you haven't missed anything. One morning, I stepped in dog poop on the way to work.
I've been in meeting after meeting. Hours and hours of listening to people talk. Once during a break, I was asked what I thought of an individual. My response: "I think he's a pain in the ass." She laughed. We moved on.
I will say there were times this week when I looked back at photos and longed a bit for summer. I wanted to look out of that window in East Hampton.
But then I decided that wasn't productive. Better to look ahead than behind. Keeps you from stepping in poop.