Cool, clear, crisp. Just as the start of Fall should be.
Am sitting here waiting for the Boomerangs truck to come along to pick up an armoire and a mini trampoline.
Wish I could say that I felt okay, but I don't. Am completely on edge. Wish I could take a good, long run to work off some of the nervous energy I feel crackling down my arms and back.
Raphaella says that she feels like screaming.
Is it the phase of the moon, maybe? The change in seasons? Whatever it is, I don't like it.