ninety-two

i've just come in from a morning walk with the dog. it's already sweltering outside. today's high is supposed to be 92 and you can feel by the current humid, sticky 65 that the day will reach its aspiration.

i have a meeting at 2 today. it would be great to get this part-time gig to tide me over for the next several weeks or months. i need to use the work muscle again. it's in complete atrophy. i know that women tend to define themselves by their relationships and men by what they do, but meaningful work is good for everyone's soul.

money woes aside, i think just having a place to go and some task to do will do wonders for my outlook.