I started a new blog thinking it would be easier for me to add photos. Nope. So Ill keep with this one. It has been nearly 10 years in the making. Another blogger who I really enjoy reading mentioned that she is counting down to fall. I understand completely. Last night I baked a cake and the sweat was just pouring off me. I hate that. I hate that more than freezing in the winter. I hate it more than having to go outside at 3:00 am to throw wood in the wood stove. But I guess if I didn't have the sweaty days of summer, I wouldn't enjoy fall and winter nearly as much. And yes, I complain about winter but only about having to wear a winter jacket. So its the jacket that bothers me NOT the weather.
I had a horrible dream last night. As I've written about several times, I am trying very hard to embrace the notion of my soon to be empty nest. In a month and 4 days, my youngest will go off to college. He's my buddy, my toilet plunger, my start-the-wood stove-back-up guy, my go-to if the goats get out or the fence needs fixed. That's just the stuff he does around the house. He's just a fun kid to have around and I realize that it is going to be quite an adjustment for me - not only learning how to function without someone else to care for but how to occupy my time when I dont' need to rush home to fix dinner to take someone somewhere. Just like when my oldest son left home, I'll get through it alright. I'll miss him like hell but it is how life works. I guess maybe I've been kind of successful as a parent. My horrible dream was that i was at Walmart looking for sweatpants for my family and I realized that I didn't have family at home for whom to buy sweatpants. I remember looking at the 2T sizes and sobbing because I had no more babies at home. It doesn't sound like such a terrible dream but it left me with such a soul breaking sadness when I woke up.
Anyhow, back to sweating...........Mr. Weatherman says that the temperature is to get down to 55 degrees tonight. The dogs and I can't wait - for a bunch of little dogs who love to burrow under blankets, they are definitely not loving the heat.
So maybe I should get up and accomplish something today. Like basting a quilt so that I can actually start handquilting it.