Summer is Ending

I've come to realize I really love September. The weather is still beautiful during the day, crisp at night, there are less bugs, kids go back to school and the parks are less busy, and I think when you know that summer is leaving soon you appreciate it just a little bit more. Next year I think a week off in September is called for, I really wish I was camping right now. Once this month is over you just know that snow is around the corner, my slight tan will start to fade, the days will start becoming more darkness than light, and right now all that is making me quite sad. Need to flip my mental state here and start thinking about the up side to it being September. The one good thing about the nice weather ending is that it makes more time for indoor activities. Blogging, for one thing, plus all my cast aside craft projects. Not to mention Christmas is closer, I can't wait to decorate this new place! I have already thought extensively about where to put the tree. I still haven't really come up with "the" spot yet. Only three months to figure it out!

I realized the other day that this month also marks the first date Derek and I had. It's been nine years since that date and it has passed so quickly. Nine years! We've crossed the country, bought our forever house, raised some pretty awesome fur kids, and shared so many great moments with very few dips along the way. He is definitely my soul mate, other half, lobster, you name it. I love our little life we've created. However, with my sister pregnant I find the thought of kids has reentered our conversations. I'm fairly confident in our decision to not take that path in life, but as someone who has a horrible time making ANY decision, I am always aware of when an option is being taken off the table for good. The window where children are still an option is continually getting smaller, and the thought that we won't have the option to change our minds, not that I really think we would, is kind of scary. I like the idea that at any time I can do or be whatever I want to. If choice is taken away you have to mourn that, come to grips with it, and accept it. If that makes any sense at all. Anyway, all those mixed feelings aside I am really excited to be an aunt, it's something I've been quietly waiting for. I absolutely love knowing I will have a real and meaningful part of a new person's life. I look at my aunts and uncles and how much I loved and looked up to them and it makes me very excited to have that role. I've claimed my new niece or nephew already for a week each summer (once diapers are no longer a necessity!) and can already picture the fishing trips, blanket forts, and spoiling that will take place. Also I will have one more reason to scope out the noisy toy aisle in Walmart. Coolest aunt ever.

Well blog, it's been nice to catch up. Will hopefully see you again fairly soon :)