Arise

This morning was pretty good. First of all, I have to say, I LOVE my mattress. I love that it's mine. That only Josh and I have ever slept on it, and it's only 3 days old. I love that it's a Queen, and I no longer have to turn sideways to get to my clothes in my dresser. I love that Josh thought of it all by himself, and that we finally made it happen. I love that since I got my mattress, I got to put another $2 in my vacation account. I love that I have a vacation account.

I love that I went to bed early enough last night that it wasn't too painful to get up this morning. Especially when I smelled Fall on the breath of Summer. It's coming, and I'm excited. I've loved Summer. The warm, bright Sun that burns my skin and kisses me good morning. However, this morning, the Sun was not itself. It hid behind the clouds a little longer than it usually does, and I loved it. I love the overcast mornings when the Sun lazily makes its way up into its usual spot. The warm Summery afternoons, when it's still hot enough to wear sandals. I love to get up before the Sun. There is a secret, a mystery to it. Still, I'm torn. I love to have the Sun wake me up as it pours through my bedroom window, tickling my toes and prodding me out of bed.

I can tell Fall is coming, and I'm happy. I can tell Summer is going, and I'm sad.

I can also tell another post is coming, something about my final cake decorating class... check back later!