6:30 In The Morning

 

The air had a nip of fall this to it this morning at 6:30 a.m. sharp when Freddi and I hit the  rail trail.

No longer can I dilly dally after rolling out of bed with vague plans to start our walk around 8:00 ish. By 8:00 the walking needs to be done and dusted and to have ourselves back home so I can start the process of getting Youngest Child off to class.

So, it's taking some adjusting to, this earlier schedule. But so far so good. And I like the feeling that by 12:00ish my duties are done and I can just putter around the house doing the laundry and the dishes without having to keep an eye on the clock.


 I had vague hopes that we might run into Freddi's BFF canine friend Rosie maybe towards the end of our walk. Vague enough that I didn't dare mention anything to Freddi. 
As luck would have it, we did run into them. Rosie and her person were just starting as we were heading back to the car to leave. But it did give the dogs just enough time to say Hi, which put a little bit more pep into Freddi's step.

And then it was off to grab my iced coffee and breakfast sandwich before heading home. And amazingly enough it wasn't busy, the difference of being there at 7:30 as opposed to say 9:30 I guess.
I parked next to a car with out of state plates, and a dog in the back seat.
The poor thing kept looking over Freddi's way, with obvious hopes that she would look his way. 
Alas, Freddi just did her normal stoic pose of sitting upright in the middle of the back seat, staring straight ahead the entire time.
I felt the need to apologize for my dog's lack of manners when I returned to the car, breakfast in hand.

We made it home by 8:00, made breakfast for Youngest Child and got him to class. Only five minutes late today! That's got to be some sort of record for us.

Youngest Child retrieved from school and delivered home and then I was free to sit outside in the freezing cold for an hour, visiting with two of my friends. Honestly, I found the slight chill to be a welcome change from the relentless heat and humidity we've been having most of the summer.

So now I sit at my table upstairs, listening to the guys continue their construction on the foundation of the garage. Sounds of male voices, shovels in dirt, and the occasional sawing or hammering against a piece of wood.

I have almost finished with my mug of tea, and am pondering my next move.
Will it be laundry folding?
Dishwasher unloading?
The choices are endless.



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