Just Add It To The List

It's been busy around here, lately.  October started out quiet and unassuming, and now it is rearing its giant head (shaped like a pumpkin, naturally) and mocking me, saying things like, "You knew all of this was coming up as long ago as July... you're really just now getting around to doing something about it?"  October's giant pumpkin head spares no compassion for my fragile self-esteem and disregards all of my excuses.  This month, we have three big weekends in a row (one of them is done, two more to go).  Time for me to start repeating to myself: take a deep breath... decide if it's worth freaking out over... make a noble attempt at not freaking out if it isn't... repeat.

This past weekend was giant boatloads of fun, but it also came at the price of giant boatloads of to-do's being ignored.  We went to DeLuna Fest on Pensacola Beach and got to see some awesome concerts.  It was a great day-- time with hubby (sans kids, who spent the day/night with their Neena and Poppy), and hanging out on the beach, one of the best live concerts I've ever seen/heard (311, if you're curious), and Stone Temple Pilots. Live. On the beach. About 20 feet (and 2,000 other people) away from where I stood.  Oh yeah.  It was a good day.  Followed by what I can only describe as a hangover, even though I've never had one of those, and did not actually drink any alcohol at all the previous day.  (However there were some Rastafarian-types standing near us.  Devout ones, if you catch my meaning.  The air quality wasn't quite the best, is what I'm saying. I was torn between leaving and giving up our hard-won view of the stage.  Hard-won view was the winner.  A Pyrrhic victory, apparently.)  I had a raging migraine and an earache.  And, like October's mean old pumpkin head, they seemed to me mocking me, reminding me that I am 27 and ought to start considering the idea that I might be getting too old for these kinds of things.  I refuse to agree.  But it also meant a lazy Sunday, spent watching football and telling myself, "I really, really should wash some dishes/fold some laundry/pick up the mess in here."  (I'm still telling myself that, actually, and today is Tuesday... although in my defense, I spent yesterday running errands all over the place, so that's why it didn't get done yesterday..... I'm still working on today's excuse.  It's gotta be a good one...)

This weekend will be spent mostly in a car (about 17 hours, round trip), and then partially on a beach and in a hotel room.  Hubby's sister is getting married, and of course we're making the trip to be there for it.  It will be fun, I know... I'm just having a little trouble right this moment seeing past the whole trip-preparation aspect of it.  That is most decidedly not the fun part.  We will pack up and leave on Friday, then re-pack up and drive home on Sunday.

And of course, the weekend after that is Halloween.  I cannot even begin to explain how excited I am to witness that sugar-high.  We've also got to fit in a trip to the corn maze at some point, too, because Ben is pretty bummed about trading off a field trip there with his class for 8 1/2 hours in the backseat of our truck with his sister.

Now, this just in-- my driver's license expires today.  Because, you know, I was really hoping for just one extra thing to add to my to-do list.  Honestly, I thought it expired in October of next year.  I'm not sure why... but I guess it's a good thing that I checked.

It's been busy around here lately.  And it looks like it will remain that way for awhile!