Can we skip the rest of this summer thing?

I have reached that stage of summer where I am actually having wild fantasies about the idea of being cold and wearing a sweater and OMG the thought of having a quilt on my bed is...

Well, anyway. Ahem. Let's just say, I'm done with summer and I'm ready for autumn now. So incredibly ready. When I'm complaining about the snow and the ice and the cold in January, remind me about how much I hate August, OK? I've got three months of the year that I honestly dislike: January, February and August. I can usually find some good points about the first two (days spent cuddled with blankets, tea, cats and books are so lovely) but August?

Nope, coming up empty on good things about August. This is because it's been weeks since I last had a decent night's sleep due to the heat in my bedroom. Last night I must have had a vivid hallucination because when I first went in there, I thought it was actually cool.

Nope, it wasn't. OMG, that was not a good night.

( Cut for a bit of writing babble )

In other news, Kate loves taking her medicine. I'm disguising the pills inside pill pockets, which she thinks is the greatest treat ever. To the point where she sits and begs for her 'treat' while I'm getting it ready. She's only got two doses left. Poor thing. She's going to be so disappointed tomorrow evening :-D

Fic post: Five (Or More) Uses for a Tie

Five (Or More) Uses for a Tie (9451 words) by Selenay
Chapters: 6/6
Fandom: The Avengers (2012)
Rating: Mature
Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Clint Barton/Phil Coulson
Characters: Clint Barton, Phil Coulson, Natasha Romanov

Summary:
There was, admittedly, a small chance that he was panicking.

"Rope," Clint muttered. "What kind of fucked up aviator doesn't keep rope around?"

"My tie," Coulson said. "Use my tie. It should hold for long enough. I hope."

“Your tie. Right. Of course.”