Back to the old grind seems like such a cliche, but I suppose it's the truth. I can't say it was hard to go back to work today, but it certainly wasn't something I was looking forward to. I remember after summer vacations, I couldn't wait to go back to school. I think I would have been a big proponent of year-round schools, where you get three weeks off at a time. Three weeks is just long enough to get rested and bored and ready to do something again, I think. I should look up when I get more vacation days. After five years, maybe?

Went straight into audit season, though this first one I'm just doing fieldwork. No planning, no wrap-up, and it's just me and Deb, so I get all the easy sections. But then next week I'll have to start planning another one, so that won't be so rosy. Easing back into it is nice, though.

Oh, and I'm writing this down here, so I'll be held to it: I'm going to try and run in the mornings this week to see how it goes. I'm not sure I can do it, because getting my ass up in the morning is tough business, but I'm going to try. My alarm is going off at twenty to six tomorrow. Wait, I should see what time the sun comes up. I can't run in the dark, because I won't be able to see my watch. I'm going to freeze my buns off as it it.