The lawn is finished. I didn't manage to use up all of the gas in the mower, but I'm sure I'll be mulching more leaves into the front yard in coming weeks, so I'll be able to store it for the winter without fuel in it.
I'm tempted to put the holiday lights up in one or two of the evergreens and just leave them there, unlit, until after Thanksgiving. It's nice weather now. It won't be when it gets to be the season for lights.
My fridge is still acting up, so right now I've turned it off. Almost-frozen eggs look really strange when you try to fry them on a skillet. I think the thermostat is bonkers, on top of a couple of other problems.