Ahhhh Monday…day one of the hostage situation, and the day when there is doubt aplenty that anyone will make it out alive. Or, maybe that’s just me.
The weekend is a mad blur, and though I know I got things done, there is so much piled up left to be done, I cannot claim to have made even a fractal dent in the load. I have clean drawers on and there is food in the fridge for anyone who wants to open the door…beyond that, don’t ask. 🙂
I know we bought a car, because the title is sitting on the kitchen table as it is at the head of the drive. I know the kids went to the fair, cuz one was still carnie-food flu-ing yesterday, and I know that I need to get a jar and lid count for canning because there’s a message from my mom on the machine. Like I said…blur.
The switch was flipped over the weekend and Autumn is making her play. The sweltering, oppressive temps and humidity of as recently as Friday have given way to gorgeous 70s & 80s and overnights in the 50s. I cannot express how much I love this. Now, if we could just get the work situation to play along and let us have a few extra days off to enjoy the change.