Anyway, moving on from this random tid-bit about me. I was quite glad to get home tonight after a long afternoon of work. It was mostly a calm day, but became a little hectic toward the end. One of our regular costumers was stopping through and I mentioned that it was a little crazy so I wasn't at my best. He just nodded and said in his calm way, "you'll make it". It was very encouraging. "I will!" I answered.
And I did. Not even as late as I thought it might be.
And now I'm safely home.
Got to talk to Mama on the phone a little on my way home. Lovely to hear her voice! Not sure if I'll make it back to the old home-place until Thanksgiving, but there is no more cozy place to visit on earth. And there's something really special, I even think, about being away from (the parental's home) for long stretches, and coming back for the big holidays.
It's deer-hunting opener this weekend, so the men of the family are all up north, sitting in deer stands and such. In some ways I wish I were with them, not to join in the actual hunting so much. Just to experience the north woods, and the no-where-ness, the nearness of wild-life, and the turn of the season. There's something very special about that. Of course there's also a lot of sitting in the cold, and as an easily-cold person, that may not be the best idea.
I'm being wordy tonight, for no particular reason (except maybe that last night's post was a bit of a cop-out--I wasn't feeling very good). Anyway, sometimes thoughts come, and sometimes they don't.
I'm hoping to do a little more writing here in November, despite the busyness. Nothing like NaNoWriMo, I'm not that ambitious (kudos to any who are doing it! and here's a good resource forum). But for me, just a little here and there. Got to keep scribbling.
Good night everyone! I may or may not go watch some Nigella Christmas.