Beautiful fall color (Photo credit: blmiers2)
Can you believe it’s September already? Overnight, it seems like fall has struck. The grass in the ditches is suddenly golden, the temperatures at night are nice and frosty, and football is now everywhere I look.
I love fall. The colors are breathtaking, the temperatures are perfect, and fresh apples abound (I’m a sucker for the smell of fresh apples – nothing beats it). Fall is a time of change, though, and I don’t always do well with change, so reconciling my love of fall with my strong dislike of change will be interesting this year.
Whether it was the beginning of a new school year or the start of a new job, heck – the start of a new life, even, fall for me means change. This year, fall means going back to the job-juggling I did over the summer. My bank account will certainly appreciate the extra income and I’m grateful for the opportunity, but I’ll miss out on writing time. I’ll miss the sense of balance in my life I was hoping to find. I’ll miss the relaxed pace I had looked forward to regaining.
Fall will also mean moving! Or at least it will mean the possibility of moving. We’re heading out to the wide open spaces that Seymour has longed for, or at least the ones that can be found within our school district. As soon as we get our house sold, we’ll be country folk once more. I’m struggling to find joy in this move because, while there are things I like about the new place we’ll be living, I dearly love our home and hate to leave it. If only picking up and moving a house wasn’t so cost-prohibitive… 😀
I used to be more intrepid in my younger days (listen to me, sounding all old and such). I used to be more bright-eyed and eager for adventure. Now I just want to curl up in a comfy chair with something to read, something to write, or someone to hold.
So if I’m not spending as much time doing all the online things I really ought to be doing, know that it’s because my life is about to be turned upside down (assuming, of course, we can find someone to buy our house). This fall looks to be about as busy as this summer, and in between all of that, I’m still revising The Lokana Chronicles and trying to finish writing Remnants. I’ve got a full plate.
And I still have a post to write about our last camping trip! It seems like there was something else I planned to write, too, but now I can’t remember what it was. Oh, well – if it was important, it’ll come back to me. 🙂
So, now that Labor Day has passed and fall is here, what are you all up to?
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I love the smell of leaves burning, but more than that, I love shuffling my feet through them after they’ve collected in the gutter. I’ll shuffle along till they’ve built up to my knees and then keep shuffling till they’ve all blown away.
Or at least I used to do that. You know, back when I was a kid and not a serious grown-up type person. 😛
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Yeah, right, and I don’t throw sticks in the trees to bring down horse chestnuts, either because I’m all grow up and big as well.
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Seymour bought a new shirt recently and I love it. It says, “Growing old is mandatory. Growing up is not.” 😀
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That should be a law
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Wouldn’t it be nice?
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Indeed, and talking of laws, when is someone going to bring out a law that teenage girls shouldn’t back chat their old fathers?
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I don’t know, but it should go double for sons to their mothers. Of course, I suppose there’s really no telling a toddler anything…
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Not really; unless it’s “you should eat more chocolate.”
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Yeah…That won’t happen. However, if someone would like to tell me that, I would be more than happy to oblige. 😀
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With me it’s the other way round. but I don’t care I’ve lost thirty six pounds and it’s still dropping off. I should be worried as I wasn’t overweight before.
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I’ve lost fifty in the last year, but I have a goal to lose another forty. That ought to get me down to what they say is my ideal weight, or at least close to it.
Thirty-six pounds is impressive! You say you should be worried – does that mean you aren’t?
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Nah. Don’t care. Don’t listen to what other people say. If you’re comfortable then you’re at your ideal weight.
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I’m mainly curious to see if I can get down that far again. I want to get to what I weighed before I had kids. I’m too lazy to work out, so I probably won’t be as strong as I was then, but I do haul around two toddlers who weigh about 60 lbs. combined, so you’d think that would count for something…
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And you probably walk about 7/8 miles per day looking after them. You do enough working out. And take it from me, dieting massively is a wriggly can of worms. Weight can creep back on very quickly. If you’re happy as you are, stay with it.
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You’re moving to the country? Awesome. Although your current place is so awesome!!!!
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Yep! We’re headed back to the Brook. The kids are beyond excited and the closer we get to our closing date, the more excited everyone (Seymour) is getting. Everyone, that is, except me. I keep looking around our house and seeing things I’m going to miss. And the new place will need to be remodeled and I hate remodeling. But I’m trying to think positive! If only that were easier done than said… 😀
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