Tree Planting Resumes, an Arch Nemesis strikes again, and Exceeding Personal Expectations
Hej! (caaaan you tell I’ve been building endless IKEA furniture lately?)
I can’t tell you how good it feels to update that little 24, 130 number in that brown bar at the top of this page again. Does our planet ever need it and I’d love to be able to do more, but for the immediate, I’m relieved to be giving back, even just this little bit.
Summer was short. Like way too short. If that wasn’t the fastest three months I have ever lived than I just don’t know. But the anxiety of going back to work was minimal, mostly because I didn’t even notice it was happening so there wasn’t time to feel it.
But saying that, it felt perfect (minus the 4,282,173 mosquitos that joined us) last night to get back out and chase the aurora again. I genuinely loved it. But this whole hand washing multiple S’well bottles at 2:45am in the kitchen sink again? Uggghhhh. Just 8 or 9 more months of that. Or 240ish more days of it. Or approximately 1, 440 more bottles, until next summer.