And as slow as this week is going (and the past couple of weeks, now that I think of it), I still can’t believe that tomorrow is September. Where has this year gone? I remember being younger and thinking that it took forever for the year to end. Christmas took eons to come, and the summer, well…could it ever come fast enough? But now, I feel the whole “life is flashing before my eyes” kind of sensation. I know I wished some of the year away just to get Joel back sooner, but wow, September? Really? That’s too fast. Hopefully the lack of plans this weekend slows at least the next few days down a bit.
Speaking of plans, I am pretty excited about some of my plans for the remainder of this year. We have at least one (maybe two) trips planned to Chicago, a trip home to Indy (and man, I know I am only four hours away from there, but it’s always a magical feeling to return home) to see my Miami Dolphins, who I hope are going to have a better season than pre-season, face-off against my hometown Colts, a TDY (work trip, for you non-military folks) to Jacksonville, FL, a trip somewhere for Thanksgiving (any recommendations?), and a trip to the Smoky mountains, probably on the Tennessee side. Was that long enough of a ramble/sentence for you? Whew. I love traveling, but it was so much easier to do it while living abroad. Hopefully the Air Force will make my puffy heart dreams come true and will send us back there someday.
In other news, grad school started back up this week. I have three classes this term, two next term, and that will be basically it as far as actual classes go. There are a bunch of state assessments to be passed and a student teaching semester to accomplish, but right now I can only concentrate on my classes. With five classes to go, I have a 4.0, and I would like for my GPA to stay that way. I struggle each semester with the fact that I am 28 and still in school, but when I think about the kind of opportunities my M.A. could present to me, it makes it all worth it.
Life with the hubster is still going great, and we are getting back to “normal” with him back to work and us getting back into a routine. As boring as that sounds, I really thrive on being in a routine. Structure helps me keep focus and prevents me from procrastinating too terrible much. I’m the girl that could sit on the couch all day watching t.v. if nothing else presents itself. And, that is no bueno for me or my waist line.
And the rest of our family? Our furry guys are doing fairly well. Gomez had surgery on his eyes to prevent him from possibly going blind someday, and 24 hours post-op, his actions would suggest that he had never had any kind surgery in his whole life (he’s had four, btw).
Ain't he the cutest?
Pugsley, the old man of the group, is still hanging in there. He really is the best little guy and pet momma could ask for. I hope he continues to hang in there, but being in the 15/16 range, well… That’s all I have to say about that.
Our old man, doing what he does best.
And our trusty steed Jaeger? Well, basically it’s his house and he just lets us live in it. Although, he’s none too pleased with his slaves (us) at the moment. We bought a new couch and loveseat, and “the King” took that to mean that we got him a new and very expensive scratching post. Since that wasn’t our intention, we bought some kitty caps to put over his claws to try to get him to stop clawing the bejeezus out of our new couches. He is now making it his personal mission to get every last one of those off of his claws, and then defy us in plain sight. Game on, kitty. Game on.