I think it is safe to say we are never again going to experience Summer. We seem to be stuck in this eternal springtime, which is great and everything because I generally prefer milder weather, but means I cannot really swim. And all I want to do is swim.
Well, its not all I want to do. I also want to paint a bunch of jars and fill them with pretty things, like light. And I also want to build some furniture. And plan a party*.
We recently travelled down to the coast to where my mother lives to join her in celebrating a milestone birthday. The week-end felt like one of those movies, you know those where someone goes home for a special occasion and all sorts of quirky funny things happen. Yes, one of those. It was special. And a wonderful chance to reconnect with some folks from my past and a great change of perspective. I have thoughts. About life, the universe and everything.
It is exactly two months today until my next milestone birthday. I think I have made peace with it, mostly, probably because I am still a kid at heart and age is just a number, right. And another 4 months and 15 days later, the husband reaches the same milestone. We decided we will celebrate this one. *So I have a party to plan.
And, it is November. I feel a little guilty now for deciding not to do NaNoWriMo this year, but I think the picture a day compromise is a fair one. The words will have to wait until my muse is ready to return.