Tomorrow is September?

Rifle Paper Co.'s 2012 Botanical Calendar

This morning I woke up with what felt like an intense hangover despite the fact that I drank one beer at approximately 8 pm and slept for about 9 hours after that. Then I realized tomorrow was September 1st and that feeling only intensified. 

SEPTEMBER? I thought I'd have my life figured out by then. I thought I'd be ending my summer fling. I thought I'd be nominated for a Grammy. Alas, none of that happened. No Augustutions were written, mostly because last year's are still somehow hanging in there for another round. Not that this summer was a failure. It's just time for me to accept the fact that sometimes to-do lists take longer to complete than you plan for.