It was a busy, challenging month. The good news is the Girlie is a NaNoWriMo winner. She is a happy clam tonight. I couldn't be prouder. The bad news is it just zipped by. Poof. Gone in a flash. Here I am trying to enjoy my life and it all goes by in a blur.
I remember a time not so long ago, when a month seemed SO LONG and a year? FOREVER. Yet here we are, almost a year since the Boyo fell and it hasn't been an easy year. Lots of changes. Life unraveling and knitting back together again in different patterns. It's been fun. It's been tragic. And always, always busy.
I am never bored. I am often sleepy - also frequently sleepless. On Sunday, there was a big chunk of time when nobody was home.I made myself stay home and enjoy the quiet and was, for most of the day, a successful sloth. However, I couldn't help myself and spent an hour or so just before sunset cleaning up the front porch and repotting a few plants - things I had really wanted to get to before Thanksgiving. So satisfying.
Now, I'm turning the page on the calendar and wishing there were some way to slow things down a bit. But I can already see that December is going to be just as full - and as fast - as November was. Take a deep breath and hang on. It'll be January in no time. It may be a bumpy ride, but WHEEEEEE! Things are pretty when they're blurry.