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Honestly, where to start?

The frost is nearly on the pumpkin, and I am wondering where in the hell the last almost eleven months have gone! I mean, there were the holidays - always a blur,  then the New Year - always a bit of a letdown/gotta keep moving with school adventure,  then there was spring, my birthday (a no biggie one this year as it turns out), then there was summer (kind of a non-summer as summers go, highlighted by a quick visit from kids), now there is fall and oh man...it's almost the holidays again. The kittens have grown to full size kitties, and they are super fun and funny. We love them. The garden was awesome, and we're still getting a few tomatoes...though our days are numbered there. The big tree with all the leaves hasn't yet let go, but that's about to happen..probably next week when the temps dive a little below Indian Summer levels.

Between now and setting up the tree? Finishing up midterms (yes another set...honestly, they never seem to end!), pushing through the remainder of fall term, finals (ditto on the they never seem to end sentiment), then there we are, right smack dab in the center of the holidays. Again.

This year will most likely suck a bit, given that there is a zero chance of seeing my girl d/t her new job/very little leave time/limited nonexistent travel funds d/t my student status. I have a pre-holiday lump in my throat that simply will not go away. I know, I'm a spoiled brat, but I love my family and the holidays are when we hang out...they just are.

Oh, and my Mom is coming for a visit. For the first time in...at least 5 years. Yep, she's coming, and hubby is already plotting multiple escapes in the form of backpacking, golf, etc., to minimize his face time. As mothersinlaw go, my mom isn't terrible, she's just so not engaged in our lives her visits feel strange and surreal and not natural at all. Which is what it is, right?

Anyway, here we are. Waiting for the first big frost, and feeling an extreme case of not looking forward to the yule season.

I may need to snap out of this, yes?
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