If, Lord willing, we wake up tomorrow, it will be October. I hate the time of year beginning now and lasting until mid-April or so. Absolutely hate it. Didn't hate it quite as much while living in the Deep South, but hate, loathe, and despise it in these parts. And have felt that way my entire life.
Dear Wife was next door a good bit of the day, communing her sister, her niece, and her nephew's wife. Big, real big garage sale with four families contributing, which includes us somewhat. Periodically I was summoned to perform some task or another, or to retrieve some forgotten item or items. I spent much of the day hauling summer weight clothes out of my zone of the closet or the folded items on the dresser, and stuffing them into "space bags" for over-the-winter storage. And, in hauling some of the winter-weight stuff out of the bags and boxes where they'd spent the warm weather. We'd run out of space bags in the spring so some items were in trash bags, and thus had to be washed. Which I did. And found along the way that some of the space bags had holes in them that match up very well with cat's claws. So those items are getting washed as well. That is a process that will last several days. Of course, the revised weather forecast has us with much of the next week with temps in the 70's, which is fine, but the nights in the 40's which isn't, and the 20-day outlook is for continuing temperature fall. So we're possibly a big ahead of the curve, but that's OK.
We just had a "dinner" of warmed-up leftovers, chili in my case. Makes space in the refrigerator, and we make some of these dishes with the intent of subsequent meals. Saves work and money. Both important to us these days.
Be turning in soon, the garage sale lasts all weekend.
The Old Testament reading today is chapters 19, 20, and 21 of Isaiah.
The New Testament reading is chapter 2 from the Epistle to the Ephesians.