August 18, 2006
But....um...am I the only one looking forward to the Fall and Winter?
Seriously. I know I should appreciate what I have right now, and I have indeed enjoyed the heat wave that I'll remember as Summer 2006 (aka, Oh My God, It's So Fucking Hot). The garden is now the pale yellow burnt color of a Krispy Kreme, we're still officially in a drought and I'm pretty sure a tumbleweed went through the front yard yesterday, but changes are coming. We've had to wear sweatshirts in the early morning and evening now. The fan hasn't been used in the house for a long time, and we don't need all the windows open to air out the house anymore. Trees are beginning to drop yellow leaves, whether from the coming change or the burnt air, I'm not sure.
I've reached a point with the garden where I look around at what has survived the drought and am mentally going through my own triage-You, Dahlia darling, you're making the cut, you'll be brought into the greenhouse in a few weeks. You, nasturtium seedlets? You didn't make it. Sorry, mates.
Angus' kids-visiting right now and heading home to Sweden tomorrow-go back to school next week. We spent yesterday school shopping and the sight of all those sharpened number 2 pencils, bright pencil cases and notebooks aching to be written in brought it all back. I remember the massive lists we used to get each year of things that parents would have to buy us-ruled paper, notebooks, an L-shaped ruler, Kleenex-and I remembered that back-to-school feeling.
It all smells fabulously like unused pencil erasers.
I can't wait to have our week in northern Scotland in October-we have part of our stay in a Scottish whiskey distillery and nothing says Autumn like oaked casks, roaring fires, and a glass of whiskey (which should be served neat, in my world. I don't dick around with cutting whiskey with ice or water). Scotland will be ablaze with color, the Highlands looking like they're on fire, the smell of coal and wood fires making the nose twitch. Scotland will feel like Fall.
A month ago I ordered Christmas ornaments that I plan on using this Christmas. We'll be hosting the family Christmas party, which means Angus' mum and stepdad, Angus' two brothers and their families, and one of his sister-in-law's brother and girlfriend. It will be a packed house, filled with 10 adults, 5 kids (including Angus', it's his year to have them for Christmas), and 2 dogs. People bring all their gifts for a massive opening session on the 25th. We eat too much and then they will all be staying over (as that's what you do) and there will be people in every available nook and cranny of the house. Angus and I will cook every meal, and it will be traditional English fare (but so help me God, we are not serving goose this year. Too much fucking work). My family's tradition of Christmas Eve lasagne will be upheld, and stockings will indeed be hung by the chimney with care.
I like to think about where the tree is going to go in our house. I like to dream about the smell of it drifting through the upstairs, and the idea of keeping the dog and Mumin from robbing the tree of its ornaments makes me laugh. A holly wreath will go on the front door, and Christmas cards will be strung up in the kitchen. We'll have mulled wine and gingerbread.
It's not even just Christmas that has me excited. Drifting leaves piling up make me grin. The idea of walking through the London street to my therapist, my cheeks red and my nose running, appeals. Eating soup by a roaring fire (note to self: get chimney sweep round to take care of the fireplaces in living room and study. So far, they've been hosting birds' nests and now the coast is clear). Decorating for Halloween, the pumpkins grinning merrily from our front porch and the pumpkin seeds roasting in the oven. We'll have Thanksgiving here, as we have done for years, and when we invite people round the hallway will be littered with boots and the recycling littered with bottles.
I'm looking forward to it all. I have been worried-there have been reasons why I possibly would not have been so excited. This Fall could have seemed like that longest one in history. Those reasons, so far, are being put aside as I just look forward to everything. Fall and Winter have historically been times that toy with depression, but this year? Everything is a different color and inside I just can't wait.
And maybe that's what is so unusual for me on this-I am looking forward to things. I suppose I've always just bounced along, heading to where I needed to be, getting stopped by a location or distracted by something shiny.
Maybe it's the fact that we have this house that I love so much. Maybe it's that I feel calmer, more anchored. Maybe it's that I do have things to look forward to.
I wonder if I'm alone in looking forward to the Fall.
-H.
PS-The work situation? It worked itself out. I sent over proof that I was innocent of the mistakes I'd been accused of. I got myself an apology, which honestly? Yeah, it made my fucking day.
PPS-I'm feeling nostalgic. I bought myself a penguin Weeble Wobble because it makes me laugh, and because the Weeble Wobble song (Weebles wobble but they don't fall down) is an epithet to me that life just is this way-things may suck, but nothing can knock us down. He sits on my desk as a reminder.
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