Commence Whining About How Cold I Am In 3...2...1

It seems like a switch was flipped when the calendar went from October to November and daylight savings time ended. A storm blew in that brought us a little rain on Monday along with what for us is cold weather. Anything below 70 is cold as far as I'm concerned.

It's been a little chilly this week. Chilly enough to where I put the quilt back on the bed and actually turned the heater on for a little while this morning. Chilly enough to where I put a throw blanket over my legs while watching TV last night. And chilly enough to where I went over to Walmart and got a new pair of slipper boots because my feet get cold which makes me cranky.

I need to get new socks, too, the only ones I have left from last year are my church socks because they are HOLY. Get it? Ha ha.

I also need some new winter type clothes but that will have to wait until payday, in the meantime I'm wearing one of the two cheap sweatshirts that I got last winter, trading off with the two longer sleeved a little bit warmer shirts that I have. My wardrobe needs replenishing but number one was the slippers which I wasn't about to wait until payday for.

The only thing that I don't like about the slippers is that the soles are nubby (so you won't slip) but act as velcro when I step on the kitchen rugs, rugs I got because I was tired of dripping water on the floor while washing dishes and then having to mop up the water. I'm standing at the sink in my slippers and go to walk away and the rug is stuck to the bottom of my slipper so I have to be extra careful that I don't bring the rug along with me when leaving the kitchen. Kind of like when you try to move a cat off the bed and they dig in their claws and the bed covers go with the cat.

Speaking of bed, Keith went to nap yesterday evening before heading out on the road later in the night and for the first time he shut Millie out of the bedroom. I expected her to scratch at his door but instead she just laid by the door for a long long time, heart totally broken because she is used to getting in bed with him and has never been locked out of the bedroom before. Insert sad puppy face here.

Adult Diaper Time?

One of the really *fun* things about getting older is that when you cough or sneeze unexpectedly sometimes you pee your pants. Like yesterday evening. I had taken my shower and was in my nightgown getting ready to relax on the couch with some TV watching when COUGH! and oh my god I have to run down the hallway to the bathroom RIGHT NOW! And then trying to run down the hallway and coughing again and more peeing as I'm running and maybe I need those Tena pads or some Depends!

Then it happened again this morning. I didn't think I needed to pee but when I coughed suddenly it was time to run down the hallway again.

Just one of the perks of being (ack) 60 I guess.

We have not done a whole lot around here lately but we are enjoying the weather finally getting cool enough to not have to run the air conditioner anymore knock on wood. Our fall comes late, the leaves have barely started turning on the trees while I see pictures on people's blogs of trees in full fall mode and people buying pumpkins all bundled up in sweaters and gloves. The people, not the pumpkins. We are still in our t-shirts here and still have the ceiling fans going all day (and night). I do like having the windows and doors open except when all the gardeners come all at once and start mowing and leaf blowing, then I have to go shut everything again because it gets so loud. We don't have a gardener, being too cheap to pay for one and also no grass growing right now because we don't waste water on the (dead) grass.

Millie is currently laying on the shorts that Keith left on top of his unmade bed when he went off to work last night, she misses him when he is gone.

Sad little puppy face.