When Life Gets in the Way

I cannot believe that the first week of October has come and gone and I haven't posted once. I guess it's a testament to how much I love October and how I try to spend my time sucking all the possible joy I can out of this autumn that I haven't had a chance to write.

This truly has been a fantastic autumn so far ... the weather has been unbelievable. We made our first trip to the apple orchard last week, and I know we'll make at least one more (we went on a Friday ... and we now know that we need to go early Saturday, so we can participate in the fun weekend activities.) We've cheered our little man at many flag football games and we've enjoyed seeing both boys splash and perfect their swimming skills.

We've watched all the premieres of new shows this fall (some winners, some losers) and we've been able to get reacquainted with some of our old favorites. (And I am just personally getting acquainted with Mad Men, and yes, I realized I was a fool not to get on that bandwagon much sooner.)

I've transitioned from white wine to red ... and sipped the luxury of the season with a sweet smile. I've enjoyed coffee and philosophical chats with colleagues and had to suck it up and face my conflict avoidance fears and made terrifying phone calls (that in the end were nothing to be afraid of, really.)

I've also introduced myself to George R.R. Martin and Game of Thrones. Not normally a book I would read, but when one of my favorite writers (Jen Lancaster, if you'd like to know)  said that she loved the book, I though I should give it a spin. Again, why didn't I get on that bandwagon sooner? It's the kind of book that has me visualizing the whole time. It's the kind of book that makes me say ... okay ... maybe the fantasy section isn't just for D&D players or Magic geeks like my husband. It also makes me cheer for Mr. Martin because if you read his bio in the back of the book ... if you balanced his failures against his successes, it would probably tip to failures (based purely on works being published.) But, oh his successes! He probably laughs when he thinks about any of his rejections now.

Simply put, life has definitely gotten in the way the past few weeks. But I can't complain. A busy life is a full life is a rich life. (If only I could convert it to actually money, then life would be perfect.) I hope that everyone else's October is providing the fulfillment and joy I've had the pleasure of experiencing ... here's to sustaining a great autumn!