Posted August 30th, 2003 by Michelle

Fall is here in Hillsdale. Today was cool and breezy, filtered sun through soft gray clouds, cool enough that we wore pants and brought a sweater. Just after I woke up I took another walk up into the barn, and then headed up the hill.

I cooked lasagna for dinner. It’s probably the weakest lasagna I’ve ever made, but it’s a mistake from which I can learn: too little sauce means not so good lasagna. After dinner, and after a long discussion about our city’s preparedness for another disaster (and our personal levels of preparation) we went outside to the stairs on the barn to look at Mars. And it was COLD. Way too cold for the sandals strapped on our feet, cold enough for a sweater AND a jacket zipped all the way up. In fact, after half an hour it was too cold and we came back inside. I’m not ready for this. The summer was way too hot and the winter before way too frigid to suddenly be able to see my breath.

I have half a shift that I requires my presence tomorrow. I’ll be on the 10 AM train, at work by 1, and then I’ll try to catch the 6 PM train to take me right back here. It may sound absurd, but I’m not going to let my job get me down, nor let it interfere too much with my weekend. And… and… when I get back, I will give notice. It’s a frightening and wonderful thought.