(on weekday nights when I'm not working, we eat at 6:00 PM). Not sure which of those I hate more...
What WAS disorienting today was neither Dad nor I went to get the mail this afternoon. I only realized that when I got an e-mail from Home Free telling me the (new) Christmas CD I'd ordered had arrived. So I went out at 9:00 PM, in the dark, to fetch the mail...I was wearing just a light, long-sleeved shirt and comfy, light yoga pants and except for when the breeze picked up, I wasn't the least bit cold. It's November...most years by now, I'd have the heavy comforter on the bed and would've needed a heavy coat to get the mail after dark. Or maybe even before it got dark.
