Jumping the Gun a Tad

In between sweating, yard work, and reading The Narrative of Frederick Douglass all day, I managed to get a start on decorating for fall. I must give G credit: It does feel a bit weird and too early to decorate, with the temp in the nineties and all, BUT!, I can't get anything "fun" done during the week and we're going to have company next weekend and then it's practically the end of September so one's gotta do what one's gotta do in order to embrace the autumnal goodness.

Also? First Pumpkin Spice Latte of the Season. All logos aligned properly, of course.

Because it wasn't quite hot enough, I turned on the ole' oven and baked my first batch of pumpkin bread. This will tide us over for the week. With coffee? Breakfast of champions.

And while I did manage to start up the exercise routine today, and unpack all the pumpkiny goodness, I did not manage to actually decorate. Mainly because these weekly papers aren't going to write themselves, and if I get to play for several hours on Saturday (wine on the train!) then I must make up for that on Sunday (endless slave narratives!).

So, the kitchen counter will look like this for a couple of days and I'm okay with that.

The twice weekly 4:00-a.m. workouts will resume this week, now that the sinus infection is - thankfully! - in the past.

Pretty soon it will be all owls and pumpkins all the time up in here. :)