Lies, lies, and more lies...

 
When I said Small Works would return November 4,

I had the best of intentions.  I truly hoped for that to be the case.
But it turns out that I was a liar.  Because it is now November 7.

That's the first lie.  The second must be every St. George weather report I read for the month leading up to my escape from Minnesota. Because it's cold here.  It was 78 degrees the day before I arrived, but now we're breaking cold records right and left.  The people of St. George must be wondering what blew into town and how they can arrange to send it back.


 

I should have known you can run, 

but you can't hide. 

If you're a Minnesotan, Mother Nature is going to be gunnin' for you 

around the beginning of November.  

Luckily I've had plenty of distractions to help me deal with the optimistic packing that has left me under-dressed and over-cold.  Utahns specialize in fine baked goods, so I've been drowning my sorrows in all-things-delicious since about 5 minutes after I pulled into town.  Which is probably a good idea, because when I get back home around December 1, the extra layers I have put on here are going to help me deal with what's happened since I left there.

Of course, when I planned the trip (bringing my blades and my weights and 2 pair of running shoes) I was thinking that I'd have so much opportunity for outdoor exercise that I'd go home lean and mean and able to wear my skinny black jeans all the way to Christmas and beyond.  Looks like that's probably lie number 3.  Oh well.  You have to be flexible when you're traveling...plans change.

But it's Monday, and no laundry!  

Life is a little chilly, but good.

Oh. So. Good.

(Hope your Monday finds you well...wish you were here!)