Weather, weather, weather...

Just want to be at a window watching the snow fall.

Waiting, half-asleep, for an evening weather forcast promise of snow in the wee hours.

Waking up up in the still-dark to a glowing smooth new landscape.

Completing the barefoot dare then running inside for socks and spiced tea.

Could it be?

That the leaves are finally changing? Almost November and we've barely felt a hint of Autumn. At least it's cold in the morning now. Nights finally call for real blankets and I just don't feel like getting up so early for work.

Not that it's a bad job, it's nice and I like the people I work with. Certainly much less stress than my old one, but the trade-off is pay halved for stress halved.

Honestly, it's more than halved, the stress is damn near non-existent. Too bad my paycheck reflects this.