I'm here!

There's a pile of laundry at the foot of my bed. There's another in the dryer - I'm shooting for clean pants for Middle to wear to work. It's Friday and I'm going to have my finger looked at and then take Youngest to a doctor's appointment. (My finger is better but doesn't bend properly and I cannot get my rings on. I know if I don't go to the doctor, because it is better, that it will turn out to be some kind of very complicated fracture and never be the same. Alternatively, I know if I do go to the doctor I will merely pay the co-pay and he will tell me that it's doing fine and will take more time to heal completely. I know this.)

It feels a little like Fall outside, this morning. There are fewer crickets and it is much cooler. We are expecting a storm.
Yesterday, with friends, on our way to get lunch, we noticed that people are starting to wear their September clothes. We saw a woman in a blazer crossing the street and today K put on a dark shirt which only confirmed my Fall-is-on-the-horizon feelings.

Tonight K and I have to be at a bar in town at midnight. I don't know how I'm going to do it! If I am ever awake at midnight I am certainly reclining. Our friend W is playing there with his band. A farewell performance as our friend W has met the love of his life and she lives in Paris. He's been going back and forth for nearly a year now (exchanging saucisson for rides to the airport from us) and they are going to live together there. Part of my reluctance about tonight is the trip into town and the driving and the hour - but really it's probably got more to do with the fact that I will miss our friend W terribly and don't want him to live in France...though we are tremendously happy for him.

Besides, at the stroke of midnight K and I will celebrate our wedding anniversary. 27 years.
If I write more than that I will surely cry.
I cannot believe my good fortune.