I see yellow

Not black out of pessimism, not red- but yellow, and almost a month early at that. Around the 24th of September (a local holiday for pupils, students and some privileged officials only, the rest of the population of our federal state will go to work as usual) the first yellow leaves will appear on the trees. But from my bedroom window I can see more and more trees which are no more sure if it´s autumn already and decide that enough is enough and begin to shut down the water supply for the leaves, hence the yellow colour that begins to appear among the wall of green opposite the bedroom window. Heating is on again, the nights are quite cool already- today we were down to eight degrees. Leaving the bedroom window open during night is a test for our duvets. Hubby will switch to the winter version tomorrow, when the chaos in the house will be reduced to normal level. I´ve got shuttle duty today, because hubby has tickets for one opera and a concert today, and daughter has her last day of employment. I will take them both into town and pick daughter up around nine. Hubby will take a cab back home. No chance I will stay up until midnight when I have to get up so early tomorrow! And now I am off to supervise the packing of the suitcases, or I will have to send things that have not made it into the luggage after daughter dearest from tomorrow on!

I don´t get it!

Brought daughter to work then had a long phone call with a friend. And just when I thought I´d better get down to clean the kitchen then drive back into town (the bigger one) to pick daughter up again she wrote me a message that she had been told off for special duty. The last special duty lasted until two in the morning, until the last guests of the premiere party were ready to leave. Suitcases only half-packed. Last bus back home at 23:20- this will be a long short night! For daughter, because she will be bone tired because of work, for hubby, because he most likely will have to bring her home after special duty, and for me, because I will do the drive to the airport early in the morning. Just as wiseheart has told me frequently: My life isn´t boring at all.