Sprinkling, and staying cool.

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Not a lot of water, just drips and drops, from time to time.  And, last time I checked it was staying right at 38.  Sure, not freezing, but rather cool.  Not the worst for this time of year, nor the best.  I had hoped for a bit of sun, sometime soon.  It's on and off, as fall is often that way.  Though a bit more off than on this year?  Seems like it, if everybody seems to want... whatever they want.  And will always see the glass as half full, or empty.

Just hitting 14:00.  Thinking about a nap.  Nothing fancy.  It might work well.  Who knows.  The droplets on the roof, and cool weather, make naps excellent options.

It looks like the little tom, which had been getting into the garage, is gone.  I kept putting bites out for him to eat, without checking.  When I got to town recently, it was obvious he was gone.  The last two meals went uneaten, after several had been.  Which... well...  Either not enough, or not his preferred, or he was outgrowing his entrance.  Who really knows.

I called my mother, again.  Again, to a dead line.  I won't call her anymore.  She'll either call me or not talk to me.  Makes my life easier.  No real choice anyway.

I am still hoping to do a few things.  I have gathered dirty laundry.  Cleaned the toilet, inside and out.  A nap might help.  Then a shower, dishes arranged, and laundry going?  Maybe.  Small things, but I could live with small things.  Chores, sometime, too.  Later.