Dancing on the Edge
Mar. 4th, 2002 10:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dolphins_logI went to the gym again. Perhaps I pushed a little too hard. I've increased a couple of weights again, and I'm up to 3.8 mph on the treadmill rather then 3.5. This after throwing dirt around yesterday in the garden. I'm pleasantly exhausted. That doesn't quite work, as it takes a little of the creativity away. I've found that as I get more exercise, eventually the creativity returns. It's not here yet.
We're at the point at work where all the company's resources have run out and we start working with the loan. I don't like it here, but we've been here so often I should be used to it. It's natural when dealing with Alaska.
I've been hearing frogs at night. There is a pleasant earthy smell in the air. The ice on the windshield sort of mooshes off in the morning. The color pots from last year, the ones I sort of stacked away, are both sprouting up all of the bulb plants. They are defeating the broad leaf weeds.
I'm on edge. On one hand good things are happening in art and writing. On the other, business makes me nervous. Life is always interesting.
We're at the point at work where all the company's resources have run out and we start working with the loan. I don't like it here, but we've been here so often I should be used to it. It's natural when dealing with Alaska.
I've been hearing frogs at night. There is a pleasant earthy smell in the air. The ice on the windshield sort of mooshes off in the morning. The color pots from last year, the ones I sort of stacked away, are both sprouting up all of the bulb plants. They are defeating the broad leaf weeds.
I'm on edge. On one hand good things are happening in art and writing. On the other, business makes me nervous. Life is always interesting.
