Hardness ending.

This is supposedly my last hard week. I have been going to sleep at 11 or later since early September, so I am definitely ready to be done with this. I need a break. I need garlic. I need tea. And I just need to make some bread.
I need to get better.

I want longer days with more plum cake and letters that actually make it to the post and "Totoro" and "Up."
That's what I want.

Cheers to Autumn and choices and red plums.
To health aussi. Always to health.

On a sweet ending note, guess who has to go up to Snohomish to get her second bridesmaid dress of the year? Oui. I do.