It’s Tuesday, isn’t it?
Monday was, in fact, yesterday. Not today.
I found that out last night. After I’d forgotten to write this blog post, or do any of my other Monday tasks.
But then, it wasn’t a normal Monday. So I plead confusion. I didn’t get up at 5 AM to write my blog post, I didn’t go off to work at 7, I didn’t have a meeting with my team or talk about my tasks for this week.
So, in my defense, my schedule was all messed up.
What I did do was unpack my bags—yes, I’ve been away—and try to get my life and a very stubborn book sorted out before I leave again on Wednesday on a very special trip. Which I am not going to tell you about. Until next week, after it’s already happened.
Okay, I’ll give you a hint. Just one.
Remember how I said I work for a radio program? Well, this particular radio program records in California.
But that’s enough about that! I promise to tell you all about it come Monday. Or Tuesday, if my Monday turns out weird and I forget about it.
Anyway, this has been a very busy month for me. I’ve been away from my cozy little house, changing up my whole routine—which never fails to discombobulate me—and keeping so busy with book releases, revisions, and my actual job that I haven’t had time to pause and figure out which way is up.
Thank goodness for long weekends to pack. And relax. And center myself. I’ve been learning in the last few days how important that is for me. I need time for long walks and quiet moments, especially if what I’m writing is going to be any good. I need time to be alone with my thoughts and to be still under the trees. Fall weather is perfect for reminding me to take a little time to pause and savor the nip in the air. The acorns are ripe, and I collected a whole handful of them on my lunch breaks and walks after work. They’ve all been tucked away in damp paper towels, sealed in plastic bags, and left to incubate in the back of the fridge until spring.
So yes, even amidst the busy, I am remembering how to pause. How to breathe. How to be.
I’m not always the best at it, but October seems intent on reminding me. The last few days have been so, so chilly, and from my office I have a perfect view of snow on the mountains and bare trees and blowing leaves.
To quote Anne Shirley, “I am so glad that I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
I may be flying off to California tomorrow (spoilers) and have a million other things happening in the next few weeks, but today, at least, I am doing my best to pause and appreciate my October.
What is fall like in your corner of the world today? Tell me about it in the comments!