It's well into October now, and all the screw-ups, mis-steps, and failures of the last 9 months are rearing up to bite me in the you-know-where.
Any progress I made earlier in the year - and some of it was considerable - has backslid so far that I'm nearly back at square one. I haven't planned diddly and the upcoming holidays are looking a little bleak. A major, crucial project that should have begun in August is still in limbo today. Financial decisions are almost always regrets around here. My house is a wreck - no better now than it has been at any point in the last 4 years. I'm not looking forward to fundraisers, cold-weather clothes, pictures, cards, presents, baking, etc. in the next 3 months.
I'm frustrated with so many things, not the least of which myself. I have issues.