It’s sort of stormy here. Though in more gentle way than I’ve come to expect from Tennessee. It’s grey, windy and probably going to rain some more, but even with the heavy rains it’s oddly mild feeling. People keep saying it feels like fall, and I guess, because it’s grey and cool. Still the light hasn’t hit that just noticeable difference that really means fall, and the air does not yet have the sweet scent of decaying leaves. So I’m going to stick with late summer and storms.
However I did buy new jeans and a sweater the other day. I’ve been talking about corduroy skirts and tights and fall shoes. The true indicator of season change: when I start thinking about the clothes for the next season.
I spent a bunch of time changing all my auto-pay stuff for my bills (even though I got my cards back after the robbery, I’d already canceled them, so I had to wait for the new ones). Only discover that I had most the important stuff set up directly from my bank account, rather than on my card number, so that change was unnecessary. Go me for having the forethought to set things up like that, boo me for not remembering that I’d done it and stressing myself out.
Song for the day: Dolly Parton – Somebody’s Everything (click to download)