September and October are our most beautiful months and sometimes that wonderful weather pushes into November. It did this year, and I feel like it’s only just this week starting to feel like fall. Here are five reasons why.
The heat came on! We put our thermostat pretty low, and earlier this week the heat finally kicked on when the temperature in the house hit 60*. This morning it was 58* when I came downstairs.
The sun no longer hits our back patio. The sun has moved to hit the front of the house all day, which is nice because we get good light and warmth in the main rooms of the upstairs. Our room and our son’s room, both at the back of the house, are really chilly right now. I even moved my hanging plant to the front entryway again! I love when it’s by the front door, but it starts to die there in the summer when the front gets no sun. Right now it’s thriving.
Some neighborhood lights are up. We don’t put our tree up until the last week of November, but some of our neighbors have lights up. And a few even have their trees in the windows. I’m definitely ready for Christmas decorations. I love all the lights.
Very short days. It’s getting dark so early now. I feel so tired by 5:30 when it’s black outside. It’s been hard to motivate when my body things it’s time for bed.
It rained! Twice! And today it was pretty chilly! Last Saturday and Sunday were so beautiful and then on Monday morning it rained. Fairly hard! I actually almost got in a wreck on the highway coming home from my parents’ house because the concrete was so slick. It probably hasn’t rained properly in months! Then it rained again (briefly) on Thursday. Today the high was 57* down by work! I know that is balmy for this time of year in most of the country, but people were bundled up! I wore my warm Uggs and I was glad I did.
That rain was no joke, even though it was brief. Dear friends of ours were in a horrible accident when a box truck cut them off on the freeway and they hydroplaned avoiding hitting it and rolled their car. He has whiplash, she has a fractured spine and is bedridden for the next 8 or 10 weeks then lots of physical therapy. It could have been a lot worse. I’m glad your experience was not so dire.
I live with babies, and my heater is set at 70. I turn it down to 67 or 68 when I can, but they turn it back up. What the hell. Yeah, our heater has been coming on too, though I haven’t seen it get below 65 inside. Sigh.