I have that stupid Keri Hilson song stuck in my head. And of course every time I get in the car, it's playing. I get it, God. Sometimes, love knocks you down.
Today is an easy day; I don't have to be to work until 5:30, it's only a four hour shift, Herb called and offered to buy coffee if I just picked it up, and I think we're reinstating family game night, effective immediately. All in all, a perfect way to start the first real day of Fall. I know that, officially, Fall doesn't start for another month or so, but the smell in the air and the leaves on the trees are impossible to ignore.
I'm happy. I talked to Heather last night for the first time in a month or so, and it was nice to hear a friend's voice. I drank three glasses of wine, ate some ramen noodles (thanks Jules) and crashed around 2:30. I got to sleep in today, and so far, most of my morning has consisted of reading, drinking coffee, and making a list of all of the things I should be doing instead. Not smoking really frees up my time.
Not much else to report. I'm really looking forward to our ladies weekend away in October, and I've literally been counting down the days. I need a mini-vacation, a road trip, time to myself. I know that next month will be hard for me, and so by the time October rolls around, I'll welcome the distraction. Jules and I are also trying to plan a weekend down to Ithaca so she can check out Wells for school. I'm 100% on board with this; I'm missing the apple cider from the farmer's market.
That's it for now. I'm about to give in to the Fates and just download the song. Damn it.
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