Well, weather, anyway...
This just in. It is snowing. As in, real and actual flakes falling from the sky with enough density that, if it keeps up, it might actually accumulate. It won't keep up; it'll probably stop any minute now, but still. Snow! Already! Agh!
I used to love the first snow. It was pretty and magical and made me think of fun things, like sledding and ice skating and building snow forts in the yard. I hate that being a grown-up has sucked all the fun out of snow. Now all I think about is shoveling and poor road conditions and the fact that I still haven't raked the leaves in my yard or moved my hose reel and lawn chairs inside for the winter. It's sneaking up on me this year. I don't know where October went.
This is sort of a "Thank you, Captain Obvious" post; I'm confident I've had at least a few original ideas in my life, but this surely isn't one of them. I guess I'm just struck by how much time seems to be speeding up recently. I'm not sure how to feel about that.
Snow brings on melancholy, it seems.
I'll be back later with the G. Love and Special Sauce in my Encyclopedia of Me... or, the G, anyway. Maybe a little bit of love, but certainly no sauce, special or otherwise. (I don't even know what that means. Snow makes me melancholic AND nonsensical, I guess.) As it's the end of the week, G will double as a Friday Five, of course. It's two, two, TWO posts in one! I'm sure you cannot wait.
Happy snowy Friday, all.