The temperature outside this morning was 50º!!! Ryan and I had the windows and sliding glass door open every moment we were at home. The utility bill will be more pleasant than painful and the apartment feels/smells airy and fresh.
I am very happy that Florida finally decided to let Fall come. Despite the bitterness of having to work when the weather is so gorgeous, Fall is the best time of the year. It would be so nice to move to a place that saw all 4 seasons, but I would be happy with a longer fall if all 4 seasons were not possible. I was born and raised a Florida girl. I love the sunshine, the beach and the laid back atmosphere. However, I equally love the sunshine with cold weather.
This morning when I said bye to Ryan, he said to me “it’s not a job, it’s an adventure”. An adventure, huh? Certainly doesn’t feel like one, though his comment did put me in check about my attitude about facing the day.
You see, I had a 3 day weekend. I spent some time with Ryan every single day of it. We relaxed, cleaned, cooked, bought groceries, went out to dinner, played games and, all in all, had a fantastic weekend together. Mondays are officially black days. Black skirt, black shirt (with white polka dots on the sleeves and collar) and black shoes are the ensemble for the day. My job makes me unhappy; Mondays make me sad.
I have noticed that the months seem to be going by relatively quickly. It might not be as hard as I think to get through to July. It doesn't seem all that long ago since Julie was here. I suppose that's a good sign. We are already 4 days into November. My mom called me Saturday to discuss Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's plans. The holidays can be such a blur.
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