I just checked the weather forecast. We had a pretty warm day, up in the mid-70's, I suspect. I kept watching for the wind to rise, which it always does when a front is moving through, but it never did. I finally decided to check the forecast to see whether it proved a slow-moving or a fast-moving system. Sometimes, if we get really lucky, the cold front comes through during the day, not the night, and then we can hold off for a while longer.
Yay

It's a slow-moving one. It will hit us tomorrow during the day. Tonight will stay in the 40's; tomorrow will only hit 60. The following night shows 39. That could change, but I might just be able to live with 39 without having to smash plants with covers.
I've gotten spoiled. We've had two, maybe three, warm falls in a row. I haven't had to cover my plants until October. By then, everything is done but the tomatoes and the peppers, and covering plants is not the stressful chore it is when all nine beds are full. I just plain wasn't ready to think plant protection, not on September 13, for crying out loud! Now, now it's going to be on my mind each and every day. I hate the end. There's always so much more they could have accomplished if given just one more month
I began picking before I decided to check the forecast again. I now have a monster bag full of Super Chilies. You gotta love the way those guys produce, but it's a one-hour job just to strip the ten plants I picked!