Last week could be categorized by lots of stuff I didn’t do. I didn’t exercise. I didn’t go outside much. I didn’t mow the lawn even. I didn’t cook much. I didn’t sit outside and enjoy the fall weather. I took almost no photographs.

Mostly I just fought a headache.

My theory is that my headache has to do with my left eyebrow, which I am totally self-conscious about because it’s uneven. So I’m always unconsciously pulling up my forehead. And eventually it catches up to me and I get a left-temple headache.

Anyway.

I was feeling better on Thursday, which was good because my mom and sister needed some help. My sister is moving in with my mom, but before that can happen, my mom needs to empty her basement of all the boxes she brought when she moved. There is a lot of stuff to go through. And I really wanted to be helpful. But then I got sidetracked when I found this bread bag.

This bread bag full of photos.

Seriously. Photos I’ve never seen before, of my parents and my grandparents. My cousin with my grandparents when she was a newborn. Becky when she was a newborn. Family photos and birthday photos and baby photos. Not all of me (actually…not very many with me), but that’s OK.

I think my sister was like “Hey! There’s boxes over here!” but I could not, could not, resist going through and looking at every single photo.

I’ve since sorted them into different groups, and am trying to decide where to get them scanned. I am not sure it will make much sense to many people, but these unseen photos mean so much to me.

Headache and photos aside, I did accomplish a few things. I made two scrapbook layouts. I helped Nathan with his ACT prep. I did read a little bit, too (I am rereading It.)

On Sunday, when I had a little headache reprieve, I wanted to just get outside. So Nathan and I took a drive. We went on the Alpine loop, which is a road up and over the mountains in the Wasatch. It had stormed all weekend, and snow had fallen in the mountains. It was an amazingly beautiful drive. Low in the canyon the trees were already brilliant but the storm was still going, so the clouds and mist were curving around the crags of the mountain. As we got higher, snow started gathering, on the green tree leaves and the orange ones, and in delicate wisps on the pine trees. We got out and walked here and there. We drove slowly around the curves, we admired the rows of aspen trees against the snow. Sometimes we talked and sometimes we didn’t, and it was exactly what I needed. (Even though it didn’t keep the headache away!)

Kaleb had just one soccer game this week, on Thursday. It was a gorgeous afternoon (so much nicer than the previous week’s very cold and windy game) and they almost pulled off a win—3-2! But Kaleb did get to score on a penalty kick so it wasn’t a total bust.

Nathan got some awesome news this week, he got invited to be on a really great volleyball team. It’ll add some stress to his life but he’s super excited and I’m pretty proud of him landing a spot on a team based just on his reputation.

But last week wasn’t really my favorite. I’m hoping this week will be better. It is, after all, October. I need to get over my fear of being cold and get outside more. I hope this week will be better.