We're already a month into Fall. The weather is definitely getting cooler, which is nice. The trees in our front yard are starting to change their colors. I like the atmosphere that Fall and Winter bring.
Connor's been in school for almost 2 months now and is pretty much settled in, although there are still times when he doesn't want us to leave in the morning, but not because he's anxious, but because he wants us to wait until he's the last one to sit down, which means that he can be the line leader heading into class. Dumb reason, yes. Anyway, the first few weeks were rough for him in the morning, but he's good now. He's made several friends and his favorite is a girl named Gabby in his class. There's a girl in the other class that seems to like him, too, but I'm afraid that Connor is sometimes rude in that regard, like not paying attention or something. I dunno. His behavior has been crap lately as well. Still hitting and stuff. Dunno what the issue is. Sometimes, I think he's bipolar or something.
For a while there, starting August-ish, there was something going on every fricken week, sometimes multiple times a week and that got me burnt out. Still am, but Laura was able to take the kids for a few days to Tulsa this past weekend, so that was great. I cleaned up around the house a bit, but mostly just relaxed. I felt like I did nothing, though, which wasn't a good feeling. I just hate wasting away the day, although that is what I do mostly. I still haven't done the cranes for this holiday season. I think at this point, that's out the window. I really wanted to, but I couldn't get the motivation to get started. It would cost around $500 to get everything to make 300 gift boxes. I think with what I learned about what sells last year, I think I could sell it all this year, but I just never got to it. I wanted to have my first book drafted, edited, and put on Amazon, but that hasn't happened yet. I have it done, but Laura needs to read through my second edit, which I think is much better as I put in stuff that she suggested. It's just that we're both busy and tired. I keep thinking that I should just go through it one more time and then throw it up on Amazon, but, again, motivation.
Every night I end up playing video games on the computer because at the end of the day, I just don't want to have to do something like chores and stuff. I keep imagining what I would have finished by now if I had been doing THAT instead of the hours of games each night. I'm sure I would have finished my entire story by now. Thing is, I have weird quirks about how I write. I can't have any sound or noise. I'm writing on my computer which is distraction for me to just surf the web.
Anyway, enough ranting. This week is Emmeline's birthday party with a whole bunch of people, which is, again, stressful. Laura makes it more stressful because she tries to do too much. I keep saying to just buy the cake and all the catering and no need to "get the house ready," but it is what it is. My Mom is also coming out for a week this Thursday, I think. It will be a nice help for her to watch Emmeline more, but that comes with the caveat of me getting annoyed at what she does and stuff.
To add to all this, every month I'm helping out in the library for volunteer hours. It's only a couple of hours and I've only done it once so far because for the first month, we all had pink eye and had to cancel. It's 2 hours, but still, I just don't want to do it. I regret signing up for it. I hate how you need to volunteer so many hours a year for the school. I think it's stupid.
I better go and get some things done before I get Emmeline up even though she usually messes around in the crib. We need to move her to her own bed, too, and not a crib. That's going to be fun.
