Have I ever told you that I don't really like Autumn? I used to--I used to like it a lot. And then I turned 21 and was seriously dating my husband and I figured that he would propose to me in the Autumn. (I was right.) And I was so freaked out about the possibility of young marriage, it ruined nearly the entire season for me and all the Autumns ever since.
(Guess what. I got married and survived. And thrived, even. TA-DAH! Just a survival story for those of you who need something inspirational.)
It's something I'm working on to this day: reconciling my Autumnal feelings.
This is all to say: I am really tired. I still like you, but I'm just tired.
If I were to post recent events, they would flow something like this: I asked my neighbors not to smoke out back. I had such liberating feelings because they were really cool about it (and I was so scared to do it), but then I feel guilty they all have to walk so far--aka the end of the building, probably 50 feet away--to smoke. (Have I ever told you I feel guilty about virtually everything? That's a fun thing.)
Also, someone wrote all over my car windows the other night. I thought it might be gangsters (you never KNOW!) but what kind of gangster writes STRESS on your windshield but doesn't steal your stereo? A gangster who writes on 8 other cars in the complex, that's who. I got to talk to the cops. It was fancy.
This photo was taken after I'd already scrubbed off the "s" with rubbing alcohol. Also, this is what those window paint/markers/whateveritwas looks like after going through the carwash, and being sprayed 10+ times by washer fluid. (Hint: it doesn't come off until you break out the big guns.)
At preschool, there are a couple kids who are BARELY three. It's kind of rough. For both of us. They are just so LITTLE. Then again, I forget about how little they all are until they say a certain thing or laugh a certain way or do a certain thing, and I remember how much they just need to be little kids. How much I need them to be little kids, or even sometimes how much I miss being a little kid.
So, that's me lately. What about you, anyway?