Dad just sent me his schedule for November and I'm already tired and thinking about December. I've already semi-decided everyone is getting gift cards to Christmas. I'm already not attending a Thanksgiving, and we'll see about Christmas.

Where did this year go? I can't even remember the last time we visited anyone. I haven't seen my mom since July 4.

Mark has this week off and he's "organizing" everything.  Let's just say our house isn't in the best of conditions right now. He's taken everything out of the closets to reorganize. Sigh.

The past few months have really shown me a lot. What I can do. What actually having no time is like. Who matters most. How fast time flies so we shouldn't waste it on things that don't matter. How lucky Mark and I are to have such flexible jobs that allow us to take days off without notice. How much more pleasant a job is where you don't worry about your future every single day. How incredibly strong my dad is.

The goals for this winter:
New windows.
Possibly put insulation in the attic to start the process of finishing it.
Get Olga a coat.