It was a cold and quiet day in Manhattan, since most everyone had today off as the New Year’s holiday. Our office was closed on Friday, so we didn’t get today, but I’m not complaining. Without Friday, I wouldn’t have had enough vacation days to carry me through to the end of the year, and I would have had to go in the office that one, lonely day, which just would have been silly.
I’m also not complaining about today’s commute, which was pleasantly quiet and empty. I managed to get an early train this morning — amazing, given that I haven’t, really, had to set my morning alarm since the middle of December — but I think any train I was on would have been relatively empty. It was a pleasant way to ease back into work.
Which, for better or for worse, wasn’t too overwhelming all by itself. A couple of projects I had hoped would have gathered some momentum while I was out are still momentum-less, and I’m still largely where I was when I closed up shop two weeks ago. Hopefully soon. The two projects are books publishing near the end of this month.
Other than that, it was a fairly quiet day. In some ways it was good to be back. In others…when did it get so cold? I’m definitely going to have to start wearing the new winter coat I bought last week. Winter seems to be kicking back in with a vengeance.