It's been quite a while, again, since I've paid any attention at all to this old blog. So many changes. The years passing so fast, like train cars zipping by on the tracks of life.
The temperature feels fall-ish today. It makes me feel like making homemade soups and baking homemade bread. I love the cozy feelings of fall in the house. Fall brings a slightly frosted look to the glass windows, the moisture trailing down along the panes. I love when the sunlight is just beginning to stream in through the frosted, moist windows; and the smells of homemade goodies fill the house.
I'm an old fashioned girl; always have been, always will be. My love is hearth and home. I've done the career thing and I still work, but I've always felt that I was born in the wrong era. I can hear 'ol Archie Bunker singing, "When girls were girls, and men were men."
Tired tonight. Had a run in at work with a man. He came in angry, rushed and hostile. He was late for his appt., but I was still going to get him through. He didn't seem to like a woman being in charge and I could feel his hostility. Some people just walk in carrying a load of hostility and it seems like they just look for a person or place to vent it on. It's draining to have to deal with it, but deal you must. He later apologized to me, and I was proud of him for being man enough to admit his behavior. I know a lot is on the line for them, and I understand the stress and frustration. We parted on good terms. Just glad the day is done for now.