Today was a grey, cozy morning. I love waking up to a sleepy-eyed husband, but this morning it was nice to wake up early on my own, to grind the coffee and pour a mug and sit in silence, wondering if the rain would come in.
Later there were meetings and emails, a spontaneous haircut (is there any other kind?), a trip to Whole Foods for chicken pot pie because I wasn't in the mood to cook. Trevor coming home, tired. Sipping wine after dinner and me falling asleep on the couch, too content and full of pot pie to bother moving. A cozy, fall-ish summer day.