It's September 5th and I have my windows open. (This is a very big deal if you live in my part of Texas this time of year). I am enjoying the breeze blowing through the house and smelling fresh air.
It was in the 80's yesterday morning. It's funny how those temperatures can feel like "fall" when the summers have been in in the 110's. I spruced up the house with some fall things yesterday because it just felt right. And now, I'm already craving the first pumpkin pie of the season.
Hunter came home on Saturday. Another long story. But he's home to stay. And both Todd and Hunter are very, very happy.
I've been doddling around this morning. Sipping my coffee slowly. Reading a book. Making a grocery list. Pretending it's a lazy Saturday even though it's Monday and we're all off for Labor Day.
Tonight we're going to a friend's house to break in their new deck and eat some brisket.
For now, I have laundry to fold and a dirty bathroom to scrub.The kind of work I don't really mind doing on a day off.
Besides, the windows are open and the house is full of air promising that autumn really is coming.