I realized over the weekend that my usual autumn funk has already descended upon me.
It did so a few weeks ago, actually, back near the beginning of September. The cryptic symbol I'd marked on the calendar on September 4 was so cryptic that it wasn't until late afternoon that I remembered what it meant. Oh... yeah. It's the anniversary of Mom's
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I'm also feeling the decluttering need. Autumn cleaning, perhaps? I have close to a dozen boxes ready for Goodwill already. Just need to get up the oomph to get them there. Which is the challenge, of course...
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I also have that problem of healthy/kind/caretaking things for myself end up turning into MORE THINGS TO DO AND I CAN'T DEAL ACK!
I miss your mom. She was a righteous woman.
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