I don't like the colder season much these days.  Last night was Halloween and the weather was really quite nice for the trick or treaters that came to our door.  Then when I got up this morning Sheila told me that it had started raining.  Then she went to work.  I got up and dressed and put on a long sleeved shirt because I figured that it would be a little chilly in my office.  I was right, and after several hours I had to go upstairs and try to cure the bone chill that I had developed.  It did clear up as far as the rain, but it is supposed to rain again later this week.  So winter is coming soon if the snow in the mountains is any indication.  And I remember that the cold has become problematic for me.  (I've wanted to use that word for a long, long time!)  My hands get chilled and my muscles get a little achy too.  This morning I felt quite good and did my 47 push ups for the 1st time.  I don't know if I'll feel up to doing them again tonight before I go to bed.  I have reset my goal to 'at least once a day' just because I have had some concern about the pain that I have sometimes and that might return if I over do.  And the last 2 weeks have been so busy morning, noon and night with office work that I have almost abandoned my 60 minutes of work out.  After all, I keep active working that I usually have expended my energy.  Oh, there are so many, many good things that I would like to do every day that it gets down right frustrating to fall so far behind.  At least I did take the last hour for my reading and studying.  That is a good thing.  Now, finally tomorrow I will have my pile to really get into.  I made a small dent the other day, but tomorrow--oh I have such big plans.  I wonder if I will be able to actually to do it.  I hope to have a date with Sheila at 9 to watch a show with her, and  then it will be time for bed.  I wonder if sleep gives me what I need.  I am tired so often, and I have to nap now and again, and again, and again.  This getting old is really getting old!