I hear her alarm go off. Good.

I lose track of time and I haven’t checked in on her. We need to leave in 2 minutes, she is still in her pajamas, digging clothes out of the dryer. We are not even close to being ready.

The hours are going by fast and I am not sure I am accomplishing anything.

That did not go as planned.

More and more yellow on the leaves.

The thing is that we may talk a lot, but we do solve problems.

Exactly what I predicted which is still not enough.

Might be my least favorite day of the year.

We decide to stay in. There is no need for us to walk around in the cold. Beer and wine and more cornbread.

Tomorrow.