Not The Summer Of Me or Why You Haven't Heard Much From Me
I realized this week that this summer turned out to be my own "Summer of George." If you don't get Seinfeld references, I am sorry. Truly, I am sorry for all you have missed. I reference Seinfeld at least once on most days, I think. I had grand plans for the summer. I was going to organize the whole house, from the closets out. I was going to donate and trash massive amounts of things we don't need in order to de-clutter our lives. I was going to paint our master bedroom and bathroom so the chalky quickie paint job done by the previous owners would finally be no more. I was going to stain our back fence and work in my flowerbeds. I was going to continue my diet success and lose another 30 pounds to match what I'd lost since February. I was so looking forward to turning 40 this month and I even had a private Pinterest board with ideas for how I might celebrate. I had the dream of a little party and decided I could throw myself one