It's getting crisp at night in Stratford, but still a bit steamy at mid-day. Next week is supposed to be wall-to-wall rain.

I weighed myself yesterday and got a shock. Too much beer and pizza for sure, and not enough trotting about. The approach of autumn is good for the latter as my normal summer heat rash is fading, but an abrupt pulling in of dietary horns is most definitely in order.

I walked downtown yesterday to hit the library and the drug store, but I wore the wrong shoes and my feet and shins hurt today. Too bad, so sad, I need to rack up some mileage anyway -- but I'll wear my cushiest shoes and avoid Stratford's lumpier areas.

It's time for another visit to Goodwill, as I have filled two large laundry baskets with clothing and household linens that should leave the building. Likewise, two small wheelie suitcases and one huge one in the basement should go in the next clearance. I do not need more than one small and perhaps one middle-sized suitcase as I tend to travel light even on road trips, and God alone knows how long it will be before I ever again board an aircraft.

Before the snow flies, I intend to have acquired a stationary bicycle so I can keep up the exercise without risking my bones on the ice.