Well, we went from breaking records with the temperatures yesterday to being back in a more typical October weather pattern today.
It was pretty warm up until noon or so, then the winds picked up and the temperatures dropped.
Right now, it's about 10 p.m., and it's downright nippy outside.
The meteorologist said that, as of 5:30 p.m., we were 15 degrees cooler than yesterday at the same time.
It was a bit of a shock to step outside and be hit with colder air.
Badger and Cowboy headed to town for Badger's weekly appointment.
I had the house to myself for an hour or so.
I didn't do one single thing, just enjoyed the quiet.
Even the cats and dogs were quiet today.
Cowboy and Badger came back with Little Caesars for Cowboy and Subway for me and Badger.
She didn't feel like cooking or cleaning the kitchen today.
Fair enough, although I was going to cook today, and I generally clean up the kitchen.
I certainly don't complain about having dinner brought to me and getting the bonus of not cooking or cleaning.
From there, the day slipped into snail mode.
As in, Cowboy slept the rest of the day until nearly time to go to work, and Badger and I watched a lot of TV while she worked on Legos.
She bought me a Lego unicorn and put it together.
That was thoughtful of her.
Like many girls growing up in the '80s, I used to collect unicorns.
I had tons of them at one time.
As I said, a snail day.
We got Cowboy off to work, and what little was left of the day was spent watching more TV.
You know, he leaves at 6:30 p.m.
In the summer, it's not so bad, as we still have at least three hours of daylight left.
We can take walks, sit in the she-shed, or just not be tied to the house and the TV.
In the winter, though, sunset and darkness are riding on his tail as he pulls out of the driveway.
We're pretty much stuck inside until bedtime.
I'm going to get off here and go back to more TV.
I suspect tomorrow will be more of the same.
Cowboy will get home at 5 a.m.
He'll sleep most of the day, and after working all night, he'll probably be tired.
I wish we lived in a real town where Badger and I could walk to places.
Knoxville, Nashville, Jefferson City, Morristown, or Rogersville.
We'd have a blast in any of those places.
There are so many places that are easily accessible to walkers.
Down here, though, this is a dead town.
Personally, I wouldn't even call it a town.
It's not on any map.
Anything that made it a town died in the '40s and '50s.
It's a stopping place between larger cities.
Yeah, I'll get off here before I start ranting and raving about how badly it stinks to live here without being able to drive.
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