Ok, I’ll tell you. It’s from The Fantasticks, the first musical I ever saw. My mom and not-yet-stepfather were both in the show in community theater. That’s how they met. I was just a munchkin, and remember almost nothing about the show but that song. Funny how vivid some memories can be, right?
Here’s the song, in case you’re curious.
Happy September, friends.
So that last post was a doozie, wasn’t it? Not exactly happy fun town. But real, and honest, and to a point, just what I needed. There’s power in sharing and reaching out for help, even if it’s on a completely open and exposed forum like blogging. Or maybe that’s my ego talking. Either way, I feel better.
And it’s September. Which….really, is the unofficial start of fall. Right?
Right. I mean, pumpkin beers are out. Totally fall.
I know, I know. Who am I? I actually said to Jimmie a few days ago that I was ready for it to get cold. Blasphemy.
Usually I love summer, can’t wait for it to get here, don’t want it to end. Ever. I love the heat, the sun, the clothes, and the possibilities. But this summer has been a tough one, and frankly I’m ready to see it go. I’m ready for fall, I’m ready for layers and cooler temps and turning leaves. Maybe it’s that longing for the West that seems to have taken hold of my heart. Maybe it’s because I’m ready to put these last few months behind me. Maybe it’s that super cute vest I finally bought myself.
Maybe it’s fall.
I have ideas. Taking the majority of a week off work to do nothing…to just be….was needed. I didn’t do much of importance or excitement. Instead, I took care of myself. I did things I wanted…if I wanted. And by the end of the week I felt refreshed, refocused, and ready to face another week.
I colored, with the most gorgeous coloring book and pens.
This, friends, is the work of Johanna Basford. She’s got two books out, this one and Secret Garden, and a third coming out in October. They’re coloring books for adults, and they’re amazing. It took me a while to get this one – it’d been on my radar for months – because it took so long to come back in stock. It was worth the wait, and worth every penny. All $10 on Amazon. Buy it here. (No, I don’t get anything for this. Just being helpful.)
The pens are Staedtler Triplus Fineliners. Not going to lie, they were a splurge, but they were worth every penny also. I even ordered a second set in “nature” colors. They don’t bleed, they’re very fine tips, and the ink is pretty close to the cap color. They even come with a handy dandy built-in stand.
Linda and I had a picnic of epic proportions. I take credit for nothing but the wine (imagine that). I needed the girl time more than I knew.
I also worked on my gallery wall, figured out my 1980s sewing machine, read some books, and actually ate things that were good for me.
It was productive, cathartic, and restorative, and now I have a plethora of blog ideas and life ideas and all sorts of other ideas floating around. From floating away to floating around. Huh.
I still have moments of darkness, and I’d be lying if I said I was back to normal. I’m not. I’m still struggling most days, and my anxiety has reared its ugly head again. But, I’m working on it. I’m exercising again (and in the mornings too!) because I need to stay sane. I’m looking at things with a creative eye again, seeing possibilities where before I saw problems. And I’m blogging. That’s a win right there.
Here’s to September.