September has passed by me in a blur, and I find myself closer to my due date than I’d like to admit. With much to be done, it’s easy to lose sight of what is right in front of me.
But worrying about the things I cannot finish, paint, bend over to pick up, and lift, is about as useful as my watching the presidential debate ( although I know it’s not a positive contribution to my emotional welfare, I tend to dabble in it anyways…what can I say? Sometimes it’s hard to look away). 
While Papa Bear has been working overtime, the kiddos and I have been hauling in the harvest (Big Brother does the hauling). We’ve fallen into a good routine, cleaning house together on Monday mornings, and beginning our school work daily by 9’o’clock. We finally hung our heads in shame and paid that whopping library fine so we could start taking books and movies out again, and we’re reading together everyday. So far so good. 
It’s only September…
Mabon Blessings
HayMama]]>
