We went to brunch this morning with a friend. I got raspberry French toast. Mmmm. Brian’s deep dark cup of hot coffee was ever so tempting, but I drank another cup of tea.

The cold has already crept in. September is supposed to be warm here, but I guess it’s holding off until October. Yesterday the mist was so thick and so low that it almost felt like a light rain was falling. I stayed home and did housework, and I sold a bag of clothes at Crossroads — a bunch of things I never wear. I got back thirty-one dollars. YAY CASH MONEY.

Ugh it’s so dreary outside. I should see if my coat is finally ready. It’s time to start wearing it.

And I would like to challenge myself to go to the gym before work every day next week. Why? It’s the best time of day to go. Why else? Because not going is re-fucking up my back.