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My summer was busy with home and garden projects, family picnics, day trips, and a trip to Halifax. I managed to finish a long list of tasks like waxing and oiling a carved wood sampler that my grandpa gave me five years ago, plus old Coke crates that I've made into a foot stool and a rolling end table. All that accomplishment feels great, but naturally the frenetic pace of summer overloaded this introvert, so by Labour Day my mind looked like this picture. I'm pleased to be back in my regular work routine and my mental fuzz has dissipated.