This weekend, I’ve decided to deflate the pool. Though we’ve had some days in the low 90s, it just doesn’t seem warm enough to fill it in the morning and go for a dip in the afternoon. I think the kids realize this too; they’ve ceased asking to run through the sprinkler after school. Maybe they see the leaves on my lawn as a sure sign that Summer is coming to a close, even if we do live in Florida.

North Florida, in our little pocket of the capital, is a very special place, weather-wise.

See where that arrow is pointing? That’s us: Tallahassee. Now, as far as I can tell, the reason we get really hot highs and pretty cold winters (teens and twenties) is because we’re right between the Jet Stream (blue) and whatever that other white line is. Somehow, that brings the cold air that Northern Georgia gets and dumps it right onto us. And we’re far enough from the coast that we don’t get those breezes. It’s only on occasion that it’s windy in Tally.

I suppose I am ready for the change in seasons, though the week of cool weather we already got sent my sinuses into a frenzy. I couldn’t tell if it was some kind of allergy or what but just the act of bending forward made my face ache. I broke down and purchased a neti pot which, if you don’t know, is basically a watering can for your nose and you rinse with salt water. This keeps your mucous membranes from becoming inflamed and prevents sinus infections, which I am prone to. And – here’s your TMI moment of the day – if I get one of those, they put me on antibiotics, which eventually leads to an infection of another kind that women don’t really like having. SO… you see, I braved the pot.

It’s not altogether unpleasant. You have to hold your head at just the right angle or it’ll go down your throat instead of in one nostril and out the other. In the end, it actually works, though wasn’t worth what I paid.

It’s cloudy today but not supposed to rain. Days like this I wish I could have just stayed home and cleaned instead. In these next few months, I usually feel a dichotomy between the quick tumble towards the end of the year and this feeling like I want to hold onto Fall forever. I always want cool temps and pumpkin spice lattes and playing in the yard all bundled up in sweaters and hats. The air feels so much cleaner and I am overall happier.

I’m not sure this post has a point except to say I’m really sort of anxious to be done with my morning so I can get the car work done this afternoon and then go home. I’ve got one of these:

waiting for me. I’d love it if I could get back before the hubs and kids and I might just kick back, read me a book and drink me a beer. Thanks, Fall. You rock!