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So it’s September. Almost October, really. What does that mean?

It’s Ashley’s birthday, the first anniversary of my grandpa’s death.

The first day of Autumn was a week and change ago, and the weather flipped like a switch. Step outside, and you feel the cool breeze and the scent of leaves and fire. I hope I walk many miles before the snow hits.

It’s also three weeks into the semester. In fact, I am typing this as I wait for my class (Monsters and the Monstrous) starts. My class schedule also includes LGBTQ psych, psych of women, and plagues. Instead of a fifth class, I’m participating in an internship with Sexual Health Alliance, which I started over the summer and brings me one step closer to my career aspirations.

Combined with my freelance writing and work with America’s Black Holocaust Museum, which started as a volunteer opportunity/class requirement but became a paid position, I’ve certainly felt overwhelmed at times this month. But this week should be a bit less intense, so here I a taking a few moments to blog.

What’s up with you?

I intended for today to be a lazy, do-nothin’ type of day. Yet, somehow, I feel accomplished. The plan was to stay in my pajamas for the few hours I’d be awake, do a little writing, catch a snack and go back to bed. While I still plan to hit the hay sooner than later (let me fill you in on a secret: it was already dark when I woke up today!), I feel as though I’ve already finished so much.

As I type this, I am winding down and watching a movie: The Nightmare Before Christmas (I’ve finally opened my collector’s edition–it’s only been over a year!). I wrote, rooted my phone, edited some final settings after my second Windows reinstall, put away laundry, showered and shaved and even cleaned the toilet. Combined with the cleaning I did this morning, I am some sort of awesome get-er-done robot. With boobs.

Perhaps I feel accomplished because I set out to do nothing and did anything at all. Regardless, it feels good and anxiety is low.