This week, here in the friendly confines of the Chicago area, we are putting away our Cubbie blues (with an errant tear or two) and pulling out our Bears colors. Or in my house it would Blackhawk colors.  I am quick to remind myself, there is always next year!

I have already seen Christmas stuff crammed next to the fall decorations and crafts. Just the other night my husband reminded me that it was less than 90 days until Christmas. Really? I have to get through Columbus Day before I can concentrate on Halloween. I also have Thanksgiving to think about since I will be hosting a week early so we can make time for other family on turkey day.

Can we forego exchanging gifts this year? Because what I would really love is a week without cooking, cleaning, decorating and shopping and other things that life fills my day with so I can have meaningful writing time for seven whole days in consecutive order.

Oh, and while we are at it, can someone pull the plug on political ads? In this state, I think we have two of the most flawed candidates that rose from the bottom of the barrel because they could throw their cash into their campaigns. With talks about investigations on both candidates’ dealings, I think ‘good old Blago’ should get ready for a roomie.

Four weeks until Halloween…

Five weeks until we vote…

Seven weeks until Thanksgiving…(or in my case 6 and 7)

Eleven weeks until Christmas.

Oh goodie. Anyone else feeling as excited (not) as I am?

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