I don't think I've ever been this excited to see September roll around. No, I haven't secretly become a morning person. Getting up at 6:00 a.m. does not thrill me. It's just that the month of August was an emotional rollercoaster around here. We couldn't take much more and have been banking on the hope that August was just a miserable month and September will be filled with fresh, new, positive adventure.
Is that too much to ask?
And since I was unsuccessful in my attempt at becoming a thinner, more active, ready-for-the-beach-trip-October in August, today begins new hope for making this happen. Because now I have nearly half the time to do it.
September, don't let me down.
2 comments:
Joanne: We love you just the way you are. Enjoy your trip and have a great time, slim or ???
Mom and Dad Haws
Go, September! :o)
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