Monday, August 31, 2015
Not quite autumn
I've spent the last few days fighting a serious head cold with all the trimmings - sore throat, headache, drippy nose, low-grade fever and general achiness. My children brought it home from school the week before last. Already, they were sick in the second week of the school year. I was annoyed, and even more so when I contracted the stupid thing myself. I hate to be sick. I can't really rest or take care of myself, it's not like life stops just because Mom is feeling poorly. At least I could rest more over the weekend, with the Bear at home. I sat on the couch a lot, in and out of blankets as my body dictated. It was the first time I'd worn a blanket while awake in a couple of months and it made me feel excited, in spite of my hacking cough and burning throat.
It was the whole idea that it's almost blanket season. It really made me happy. I love this time of year, when we're just on the cusp of fall. I don't feel this way at the beginning of any of the other seasons, except maybe winter, when I feel I'm getting ready for something potentially fierce, probably at least uncomfortable. But when fall is just getting started, there's a special thrill. It feels like life is becoming organized again. We're back in school, we're planning, checking things off our lists. The heat is finally waning, dulled around the edges. The sun is angled and shadows lengthen by the day. I look forward each year to taking my fall clothes out again, wearing something that isn't loose and shapeless. My summer wardrobe is a joke; it consists of about eight t-shirts and four pairs of shorts. I never bother investing much in summer clothes; it doesn't make me feel better. I'd rather wear a nightgown all day than get dressed nicely only to sweat. I've recently gone through my fall and winter stuff and upgraded a few things, so now I'm even more eager.
For this week, since I consider September first to be FALL, equinox be damned: I bought a new tea-light holder at World Market a few weeks ago, and I plan to buy a new scented jar candle for fall, maybe tomorrow. I need to change my garden flag in the courtyard, from strawberries to autumn leaves. I will switch to my dark purple phone case, having used a pale aqua one since March. I may dust off my hairdryer, unused since April or May, and actually impart some kind of style to this hair of mine. I will make well-child appointments with the pediatrician for both of my September babies. I started my winter crochet project yesterday. I may bake a pie. Heck, I just might bake some apples, and a pie.