I don't hate Nashville anymore

I told you my trip to Virginia was therapeutic. When I got back, I felt ready to start cooking, cleaning, working, and parenting. AND I didn't hate Nashville or suburbs anymore. It's kind of a miracle. It's partly Zoloft. It it's also kind of a miracle.

We spent the whole week at our new climbing gym, which was really bonding and fun for our family. And today we went hiking, shopping, and decorated for Halloween -- all together. It was crazy.

Pumpkins are ready to carve tomorrow ... Or next weekend. Off to the climbing gym tomorrow.