I woke up on Monday completely positive that it was November 2nd. I'm not sure how that got stuck in my head. But now it really is November. It's a good thing. It feels good to turn the page on the calendar and know that the number of days until Dave comes home is getting smaller and smaller. I don't know the date yet, but right now we're expecting him sometime around March or April (more likely April).
November looks like a good month. I'm working a little less; playing a little more. Still no plans for Thanksgiving (hint hint!)