My 9-5 is an office. I'm the keep-the-cupboard-stocked gal. The no-you-can't-speak-to-my-boss gal. The greeter, the plant feeder. I file. I run errands. Copying, scanning and mailing fill the moments. I even type. On a typewriter. The best things about my job are...I have a wonderful boss. He's a generous man who works very hard to keep a small business up and running. He keeps about ten families in groceries. In this day and age, this is no small feat. I like that there is variety to my tasks. And that it's not always super busy... However, it's a 9-5 office job - and it's just hard to be stuck inside sometimes!
This week has been crazy - it's time for the annual insurance audit. Which means extra work. Lots of it. And puts a person in touch with just how many regulations, forms....i-dotting and t-crossing...there is to keep a business running. It often seems pretty foolish to me. But not really my point.
My point is...at the end of these inside days...my walks around "my" pond mean so much! The cob-webs clear, I get a little re-energized for the evening...and I watch the seasons. The light is quickly changing, so yesterday's treat was watching the lingering sunlight kiss the tops of the trees. At the end of my walk there were a couple of tree tops that have begun to turn and to loose their leaves.
As I looked up, the soft red glow, on this perfect, early fall day...filled me to the brim.
Joining Kim for Little Things Thursdays