Last Day of September...The first day of the rest of my life

I cannot believe that today is the last day of September. It seems like just yesterday it was the beginning of spring. I've now been in my current office for 8 months. I actually think it will be 8 months as of Friday.
So we've got this system at work where we can take all of the item that we sell and we can put them into a page that will be displayed for customers that want to buy them on the internet. There is certain criteria that I need to meet in order to get the products ready for this. Well, no matter what I do, there is always something wrong with what I turn in. Today, I turned in 16 of these items and was told that 12 of them weren't correct because the person who gave them to me typed them in all capital letters. I find this very discouraging because I try really hard to make sure that they meet all of the criteria, but then to be told that something as insignificant as whether or not something is typed in caps makes something wrong is very frustrating. I wish I could be as perfect as the Teflon Queen. Nothing sticks to her.
Today we received a new set of dining room furniture from Aunt Pat and Uncle Gus. This was in their home in Florida. It's clearly the nicest thing in our home now. Isn't it funny when someone gives you something that's way nicer than your piecemeal furniture? It's like you walk into that room and you feel as if you've moved into a new house. You're like, whoa, in this room I see posters taped to the walls, and then in this room there's a beautiful dining room set. Our first time using it will be when my parents come over for Thanksgiving dinner!
Today is Shawn and Nichole's 3rd anniversary. I'll bet that he didn't have to get her anything that was crystal or cotton or whatever that anniversary is commemorated by. Those "traditions" make it more difficult to find something creative for Jill. Our next anniversary will be our 5th. It's hard to believe that we've been married for 5 years. It feels like time is flying by. Life is kinda weird that way. When I lived by myself and it was difficult to make friends, it seemed like days went by like molasses in January. Now, everyday slips by like grains of sand in an hour glass. You only get one shot at life. That's what makes this even more precious.