Where the hell did this month go?
I feel like I say this after every month comes to an end this year, but seriously it has just flown by.
To the point where I feel like I’ve not achieved anything this month.
That’s not true of course. There are loads of little things that I’ve achieved. Like I had an extended period of time of total rest. I finally got a massage. I wrote 29 letters and therefore prepped myself for next month to some level. I mean I haven’t written 1,000 (I worryingly can’t remember the daily word count is for NaNo, I know the rolling nature of it gets me every year) each day but I mostly got back into the habit of writing every day.
I read some books, obviously. I acquired A LOT of books because apparently October is just THE month to publish a book. I got a good buffer of posts prepped for a lot of the rest of the year. I’ve amended and allowed myself to alter some personal goals.
I finished a notebook and unearthed my winter coat again. I’ve made some small changes to my skin care routine and yeah, basked in the comments about how good my skin looks these days.
I caught up on nearly 2 months of Masterchef Australia in about a week and fell full on in love with Elite (still annoyed at how quickly I watched it). I got my life back after watching all 5 seasons of The Fosters in just over 3 weeks and reminded myself of why I love Alyssa Edwards so much.
It’s been a transitional month in a lot of ways, including the weather and the leaves on the trees and it’s that time of year where I literally go out of my way to step on a leaf on the off chance it might be crunchy like a child, but whatever it’s the little things.
And somehow 31 days have just flown by and I guess from here on out it’s full on Christmas.
So, until next time.
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