Forever Bands.

I made the mistake of getting on Facebook last night after the election results came in. And then again this  morning. What was I thinking? What did I expect? I really don't know. All I know is, I quickly wished I hadn't gotten on Facebook and ended up having to de-stress with some Enya and some delicious hot chocolate. It was my husband's idea. He knows me too well. I am worn out when it comes to politics. So I will say one thing, and then I will say nothing more about it...

"God Bless America, land that I love."

In other news, our apartment is now finished and CLEAN and ORGANIZED. Just in time, too. I was at the end of my rope with the whole thing. It was overwhelming. It was exhausting. It was stressful. And it was worth it. I feel so accomplished now. To another person, it would probably seem silly... our apartment is not very large and not all that extravagant, either. But you see, I seem to be what some would call a bit of a "neat freak". And everything needs to be "just so". And for right now, it is. I am a happy girl.

This is one of my favorite albums of all time. It has been since my freshman year of high school, and I think it always will be. You know those few bands that you will always come back to and enjoy listening to, no matter how old you get? I call those "forever bands"...and Death Cab for Cutie is a forever band for me. If you have never listened to Transatlanticism, I would highly recommend it.

You know who else is a forever band? Taking Back Sunday. They are so high school. And I love it. My husband and I were in the car on our way to the gym today, when I suddenly felt compelled to pop in some old-school TBS. This happens every few months, so I wasn't too surprised by it. Chase and I did not have the same taste in music- or really the same taste in just about anything- in our high school days, so I was unsure of what his reaction would be. But he is an open-minded individual about most things, so I went for it. But I didn't just go for it. I went all out. I belted it. What was I supposed to do? You can't listen to old-school TBS and not belt it. There was no other option. After several songs, I got the impression that he was not amused. He was honest with me, as he always is, and told me that it made him think of middle school, and he hated middle school. I was crushed. For a moment. He didn't understand Taking Back Sunday! How could he not? And what was I to do about that??? But I quickly collected myself and realized that he had a valid reason, in his mind, for not being fond of this band that I so cherish. It reminded him of middle school. No one likes middle school. How does one argue with that? Well... they just don't.

So I saved my belting for later, when I was alone in the car. And it was magnificent. And as I was singing, "I KNOW YOU KNOW EVERYTHING!!! I KNOW YOU DIDN'T MEAN IT! I KNOW YOU DIDN'T MEAN IT!" at the top of my lungs, an overwhelming wave of memories came flooding back to me. Of my younger days. Of the simpler times. Don't get me wrong- I wouldn't trade the life I have today for anything at all. But there are people and experiences that I miss dearly and will always hold close to my heart. There is just something about autumn... so much nostalgia in autumn.