In spite of the giant middle finger that someone spray painted in the middle of our football field*, the ant holocaust taking place on my kitchen counter**, and my very sore ass, hamstrings, and abs***, I am happy to report that today is my kind of day. It’s cool and overcast, and the fall color is really starting to evolve. I am already fantasizing about how wonderful it will be to sleep past 5:45 in the morning, and there is a Starbucks pumpkin spice cream cheese muffin on my desk just waiting for the Earl Grey to brew. Good day.
*It’s Homecoming day, and someone thought it would be funny to, uh, decorate the field. The culprit is rumored to be a member or members of the class of ’07…the Juniors.
**I’m told that when the rain washes out their food supply the ants come indoors looking for grub. Thanks to the six straight days of rain we had two weeks ago, I have a serious ant problem. I sympathize with their plight, but I cannot share my kitchen with them, so I bought some ant traps and placed them around the kitchen–one under the dishwasher, one under the stove, two on the counter. After 24 hours the effects are starting show: ants are staggering, literally, and some are falling dead in their tracks. It’s sad, really, but I don’t know what else to do. I guess it’s time for another confession.
***I went to an advanced yoga class this week, as well as my regular level 1 class. I hadn’t been in two weeks, and I am really feeling not only the effects of returning but also of pushing beyond my normal limit. It feels good.