I was watching a weather report last week and, seemingly, because it was still November the weather forecaster was talking about autumnal weather when, in actual fact, this was the reality of the great outdoors.
Frost. And lots of it.
We keep having really wet, damp, days which lead into really cold mornings and black ice. I can’t tell you how many mornings I’ve slipped down the street, luckily never to the ground, but just skated along very ungracefully as a patch of the pavement turned into an anti gravity patch. I always laugh at myself when it happens, like a crazy person, and then feel embarrassed that people would have seen me. Not the falling part but the laughing!
Anyway, the weather man was obviously refusing to call the weather ‘wintery’ because it wasn’t yet December and it annoyed me somewhat. That someone would try to call frost autumnal is insulting to people who live for autumnal romance but hate winter and it’s cold, balanced, compliments that leave your cheeks red raw.
My car also resisted the reference to autumn because it was far too cold for the old battery. The damn thing died on me and I had to have it replaced which is… Lovely. Winter! Who asked for it? Not me!
Of course, those changing seasons wreak havoc on me. I always feel like seasonal changes make me feel like I need to make changes in my whole life : does anyone else feel that? My mind keeps sticking on one of my goals for this year; open my etsy shop. I’m just having a hard time convincing myself to do it in case it flops and then… What was the point? Maybe I’ll just put that project into hibernation until January?
If you sell things let me know what you think about this – is it better to just get things listed? I’m… Paranoid no one will enjoy my things?!