Retweeted matthew gray gubler @GUBLERNATION 9 Aug 2013
…at least once a week. preferably more.
It’s that time of year where the rising sun greets my rear view mirror most gloriously on the drive in to work. Managed to capture a telling shot while awaiting the freeway merge at an intersection, looking up just in time to smile at the license plate frame of the car in front of me. ♦
It wasn’t crystal, but there was a lake! Spent a portion of the last two days packing up each and every item in my dad’s house due to water damage- leaky piping. That demo shot is the hallway. And to think I started the year wondering if I’d have to clean out my dad’s home, but due to a much more grim reason. This water issue is nothing in comparison, though I find it a bit comical that I still ended up having to pack it up, pack it in.
The weary worn carpet of too many years past will finally make an exit, a bonus perk from the whole ordeal. Watching the plumbers cut through all the lovely hardwood lying beneath made me a bit sad- team wood, not carpet.
I dared to wear a sign of luck in starting the day, and furthermore, document it. I suppose it is a bit of luck that my dad seems to be handling the situation fairly well.
And the number of hours it took to box it all up? Thirteen, (super) naturally. ♦
Warm hearty breakfasts and a carpet of leaves to my car each morning! Just two of the many reasons I revel in the best of seasons. I declare my love of autumn in operatic tones regularly!
On the heels of the new season was a most wicked storm- nearly floated away this past weekend on a flooded stretch of road. Wet brakes are TERRIFYING, like roller skates down a steep hill, how was I gonna stop without scraping something up? ♦