The trees haven’t turned where we are yet, but this incredible light every evening is an indication that it’s Fall. It’s different from summer light – a bit more dusky, a bit more pink than the golden glow of summer. We’ve been pushing ourselves to spend time outside even though we’ve been under the weather and tired. Sometimes you have to motivate extra hard when it’s easy to stay glued on the couch, but we’ll be hibernating in winter soon enough. We’re always glad when we do, even if we have to bribe the kids with food like we did for our walk across the Brooklyn Bridge (you can watch the sun go down from this Periscope replay). There is nothing quite like walking the bridge, suspended above water with the swirl of NYC energy all around, and watching the day disappear into night as the lights from the buildings start to twinkle like stars.
Now that it’s mid-October, new school year routines are established and we’re finding a rhythm again. It’s a little different from last year – now we’re only walking one kid to and from school instead of two. As we start to pull on jackets consistently every day, we’re all wondering how it can be October again. Is the year really over in 2 1/2 months? It’s close enough to the end of the year that looking back at 2015 is starting to happen.
I won’t reflect back, not quite yet, but I regained a bit of my focus this year. It could be because I have taken up too much and it’s a tactic to avoid feeling overwhelmed. But I am. Overwhelmed. A lot. And sometimes barely hanging by a thread. As I ride the train to and from the office a few times a week, I wonder if I just bring on all this nonsense myself. But I know the answer is yes. I think the fear of one day waking up and having all the means of making money disappear is driving me to overwork. The fear is not totally unfounded – it’s not always easy for people my age to find new jobs or start new careers. I see it all around me. So I have my eggs in a couple of baskets just in case one of those baskets bottom out. But it’s sort of killing me, I will admit.
On the business side, the outdoor market season ended early this year so Mark is suddenly home on both weekend days for the rest of the month and November. We’ll miss the extra income, but I’ve been filling the weekends with outings and day trips. We all need something to look forward to; sometimes it’s the little things that get you through the week.