Fall and fallout

[hrj]

My morning reflexes are always one step behind the seasons. When the Santa Ana hit, I was still wearing turtlenecks and scarves for a couple days, and now that the fog has moved back in I found myself shivering in a polo shirt yesterday. (This is not counting the shivering I do every day at my desk when the bleeping air handling system decides it's time for us to freeze.) Can I please settle down into my winter wardrobe now? It's so much easier not to have to think at 7am. Bad enough I have to figure out what I'm going to wear to my co-worker's wedding tomorrow. (Monterey. Outdoor ceremony. Nothing tailored fits me properly at the moment and I'm not starting in on the alterations until next year. Heavens, I might actually wear a dress.)

If the morning paper hadn't mentioned it, I don't know that I would have attributed my sinus headache and congestion to smoke drifted up from down south. Makes sense, but it could be some local late bloomer after all.

Evenings have been a near-total wash for the last couple weeks. Nothing much in the way of projects accomplished, although a certain amount of running around has been done. I've been thinking that maybe I should try shifting the dinner-and-internet session to the dining room so I don't get the sucked-down-into-the-recliner effect. On the other hand, half the problem is that I don't finish all the errands and chores and get to the dinner-and-internet session until after 8pm in the first place. Well, ok, I have actually started doing a little teensy bit of writing. (But I'm not going to talk about it -- it's much more in the line of "getting back into a habit" than anything that I think is going to go somewhere.)

Comments

[klwilliams.livejournal.com]

I need to get back in the habit of writing, too. And get everything else done, too. Sigh.

[hrj.livejournal.com]

It sounds like you've started on some useful "Life Cleaning" projects, though.