Any observant Jew will tell you that the most pain-in-the-ass chunk of our calendar is the 10 days between the start of Rosh Hashanah, our New Year’s celebration, and the end of Yom Kippur, our Day of Atonement. For me, they translate two weeks of repeated 1.5-hour trips to and from Boston to visit my family, days off spent either at temple services or with my family at large social functions (one of which we put on ourselves), and long, intense work days in between where I have to do in two days all the stories I’d usually have until Thursday afternoon to finish.
I found this particular set of High Holidays, as we call them, so exhausting that when I finally had a day off in Cape Cod, I spent most of it chilling in my house watching TV.
You’ll pardon me for that bit of whining. I recognize that other people face all kinds of other struggles, many of which dwarf mine by a pretty wide margin. I just didn’t have some grand observation about my process or job or industry this month, so figured I’d share a little of what’s been on my mind lately, and up until this week my mind was mostly focused on the holidays.
Anyhoo, here’s everything I wrote in September for the Cape Cod Times.