Fall, the funhouse version

Alt title: Sneaking back in to blogging the end of NaBloPoMo, when you all are exhausted from reading and writing for a month straight and maybe this whiny post will disappear into the ether…

So, you all know how my July-into-August went this summer.

Turns out that was just a preview, since mid-August to now has basically been a funhouse mirror version of mid-July to mid-August.

The order was different, but so much was the same:

  • A flip-flop move back to my old apartment (late August)
  • The start of the semester, vs. the end of summer term (early September)
  • Another major medical problem (week 3 of the semester)
  • The continuing saga of Name Change 2025, or, “Why do credit cards make life so difficult?” (let’s go with early November, since I have now Given Up)
  • Additional medical issues (ongoing)
  • Completely unexpected and major challenges at work that I don’t want to get into but that are upending my life and the lives of many of my coworkers (ugh, and ongoing)

The move went well, mostly because of Engie and Dr. BB and their willingness to help me move heavy things back to my old apartment. The movers? Well, they weren’t as careful as the company who did the July move. No deal breakers, but they did scrape some paint off the wall in the newly-painted old apartment, and I had to hit my dresser multiple times to get the side piece back in place (why yes, I DO still have old IKEA furniture, why do you ask?). But! I’m back, things are, for the most part, back in place, and I’m so happy to have closet space again. Whew.

Then, once I finally got into a groove a couple of weeks into the semester, I had another major medical issue, which is still causing problems. And in the aftermath, a couple of additional medical issues popped up. So I’m still a health care system superuser and ever so grateful to be employed (*shakes fist at US health insurance*).

I’m going to leave the rest of these fun events unexplored, but thanks to them, I’ve been pretty overwhelmed and exhausted, physically and emotionally. But oh, I have missed all of you. Reading your posts – living a bit ‘through’ you, to be honest – and being reminded of why I love this community so much was the kick in the rear that I needed to get back in here and write…something. So here I am. I hope to finally start appearing here semi-regularly, as is my wont, and maybe even more than semi-regularly, if I get my act together.

Thank you all for being here and for being you. <3