I thought for sure by fall I'd be all unpacked, moved in to our new house, and raring to go.
Here we are in October and most of my home is still in boxes or strewn about. I've even resorted to using the word "squalor" to describe my current emotional and household affairs. As in: "I am living in SQUALOR!" Which isn't entirely accurate (I have a lovely roof over my head), but feels awfully satisfying when you shout it in a voice filled with dramatic despair.
This all goes to say that my blog break will be a bit longer. Until I can tamp down a bit more of this squalor.