Dear Summer, I miss you already.

Holy cow! I have a sixth grader this year, y’all! My baby is also school age now. Well, if you count pre-k. Which you totally shouldn’t. So yeah. Never mind. He’s still a baby.

Anyway. I’m busy you guys. Like way. I’m not making any promises about the blogging schedule this semester. I’m still getting a feel for the additional work load of middle school as well as adding another kid to the mix for part of the day (and of course occupying him for the rest of the day). ย And then there’s that middle one. He’s taking on more subjects this year as well, as they always seem to do. ๐Ÿ™

We also want to take some days off. I mean, yeah, we just had a vacation. But I mean like Saturdays. We want to not spend every one of them working. And our Sundays aren’t much better. If it’s not church time, we’re usually working on the house. Like I’ve said before, we’re not trying to flip this house or get it ready as quickly as possible to rent. We live here. We’re learning how to do that without deadlines and constant goals. It’s still kind of a new thing for us. And we’d prefer to figure it out before our babies are all teenagers. Which will be here in a flash. ๐Ÿ™

On top of that, blogging is actually taking away from the whole reason why I’m blogging. Who knew blogging about DIY would steal so much time from DIYing? To be honest, I’ve been shocked by how much time it takes to complete a project when you’re always pausing for pics (even horrible pics take time). And then they have to be sorted through (I delete most of them), uploaded (twice. once to the computer and once to the blog), sized. Then there’s the writing. I have to do it in the middle of the night in order to keep a train of thought.

Losing sleep (as well as a newly-diagnosed thyroid disorder, no doubt) is making me chubby (what’s the current PC word for fat?).

I don’t want to be fat. Or tired. Or stressed. I don’t want this blog to feel like a chore. ย I have enough of those! Not that it’s stressing me out, but I’m just sayin’. I’m outta here in two seconds if this thing is no longer fun.

So we’ll see how it goes. Just being open and honest with you guys. I hope you’ll keep reading, and I promise to post when I feel like it. How’s that for a schedule? ๐Ÿ™‚

Oh yeah, and while I’m being so transparent I just want to say that this time of year sucks. Bad. I hate it. I mean, yeah, there’s the return of football and all…woohoo!…but it’s always so hard for me. I abhor the end of summer. It’s where I mark my years, rather than by the calendar year.

Everyone is a year older, we have to go back to school (so glad we can do that at home, but of course summer is more fun), schedules get tighter and more rigid, cold weather is around the corner, Daylight Savings Time will end soon. Bleh. It’s all enough to throw me into an emotion spiral of dark mommy sadness. Happens every year. I covet your prayers. Seriously.

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