Hello, and welcome to October. I have not officially welcomed anyone to September and the fall yet, so consider it late. September was one of those months that rather not revisit at all. I have been in so of a depressive mood all month because of the different situations in my life, including the death of a couple of people, who I really had hoped would pull through, but God had other plans for them, and for one of them, I am still trying to wrap my finger on why she entered the world the way she did, and died just that quickly (yes, I am talking about a baby bared a day old). I was hoping I would get to know her as she went through babyhood, into toddler, going to school, and I had hoped that I would get to see her get married and have a kid of her own, but again, God had other plans.
I went through other things to during the month of September, and I realized that the world does not stop because a friend of yours lost a baby, a person you know collapses into a coma and dies a week later, or that you feel like you are stuck. For that reason alone, I still needed to make my sales goals for the month (I was pulling a Hail Mary move at 2:30pm yesterday, a move I have not done since the 2012-13 selling season); The house needs cleaning (I will tackle that Friday); and finally I need to clean out my closet, put away the spring/summer wardrobe, pull out the fall/ winter stuff, and give or throw away the stuff I no longer can fit. I also need to do a final spraying of the weeds on my patio so they will not come up, pull out the fall décor, and find some fall bedding.
Despite everything that has happened last month, I need to do some things in the second bedroom to make it more livable (currently masquerading as a junk room), I want to talk to you about my favorite autumn sound. It goes along with my favorite smell, Pumpkin. That sound is sounds from the apple orchard. It is people looking for that perfect apple and it depends on who is making that sound. The sound could be, “mommy pick this apple”, “we can get 4 more to fit in this bag”, to no sound at all, just studying on how to get the apple. I want to take my niece and nephews apple picking, but to be honest, I do not know where I want to go for this? There is one, maybe two I can go, but I am not sure, since I have not been since my parents took me years ago. While we are at it, we can pick that perfect pumpkin to go on the porch on my sister’s house.