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It Must Be Fall

 Of course, there are all of those cliche indications that fall is upon us. The leaves falling. The NFL now is in its seventh week. They tell me that the NBA schedule has started. I'd add that hockey and soccer are in progress, but they are the games that never stop.

But pleasantly, the significant indicator hasn't shown its ugly face yet. We've unseasonably warm weather almost through October. And while it's still the case, two events happened last week that have to be considered benchmarks.

First, mainly because the overnight temperatures were getting cooler, I pulled my window fan out to close the window. The following day I woke to a smell that made me think I had left something on the stove with the heat on. It turned out to be the radiators that were cooking the dust off of themselves. The building's heating system was on.

For late October, it is still comfortable. Even with the nighttime temps along the Shore of the Inland Sea reaching down into the forties, it's not that bad.

Good news

My yearly check-in with my neurologist was positive because my CMT is not getting any worse. That leaves me with the conclusion that some of my issues might relate to physical problems, namely my left knee. So it's off to see the orthopedic doctor.

Oh yes, and yet another hernia is in my life. After passing the preoperation COVID test, I will have that repaired, hopefully, next week Friday.

The week after, I have an appointment to have my Moderna Booster.

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