Hello October! Your arrival always catches me off guard and I'm working on ways to fix that.
I'm hoping this week is slower paced than last because that one was jam-packed... as was most of September, a little too much so I've made notes on ways to correct that next year.
I could use some breathing space. And painting space. And cooking space.
I want to get back to learning French while rocking on my front porch bench. I have calls to return. I have an event to plan and a kitchen to rebuild. Lots of good stuff is going on that I'd like to better focus on.
The leaves are now changing colors so fall is definitely here. I'm trying to accept fall for fall and not see it as the prelude to (dreadfully) cold winter (yep, I'm still a Florida girl who envisions being at the beach everyday). Winter doesn't factor into my plans much, yet I know that winter is when I'm able to slow down and it's always my most productive painting time.
I've come even enjoy the (ostentatiously) bright yellow mums out front that I've cursed in years past. They were planted by a previous owner and I've tried (unsuccessfully) to rip them out over the past six or seven years... often with my own bare hands. Acceptance is crucial to my sanity. Yes, I'm evolving.
I just started a good book which always make the time pass pleasurably: The Billionaire's Vinegar, about a 1787 Lafite that supposedly belonged to Jefferson and the mystery surrounding the record-breaking auction of said wine.
