Lots of bloggers these days are talking about the return of autumn and their favorite aspects of the season.
Well NOT ME.
I thought we could all discuss the very worst parts of autumn today. The things that make us loooong for snowy days, or pollen season, or the melty-sticky-sweatiness of summer. Like…
1. The Changing Leaves
…which, where I live, set the whole city ablaze with ombre branches fading from green to burnt orange to deep, deep warm burgundies.
For huge fans of college football like Andy and me, this is one of the WORST parts of fall. Come Saturday, you’re forced to dedicate at least a three-hour chunk of your day to lazing on the couch with sticky chicken wing fingers, drifting into a restful nap at halftime.
Or worse: watching the game with a rowdy group of friends who invade your living room and bring pumpkin-flavored desserts to share. RUDE.
Or even worse: Actually GOING to the games under the saturated blue sky with the slightest nip in the air and the pulsing excitement of being part of a huge crowd who’s living in the moment and all hoping for the same result. The excitement is just exhausting.
3. Pulling out the Fall Decorations
…like I did yesterday. I found this art piece that a friend gave me, and knew it had to be hung in the office just for the season. But I was surprised to find that the color of the trees I saw through the window match the ones in the picture.
See what I mean about autumn? What fun is hanging art when it looks the same outside as it does in the picture frame?
With the new little vignette I added of old fall decor I’ve had forever: the vase fillers in apothecary jars, the cloche covering the little green pumpkin, the bed of maroon leaves…
It’s like, seriously? I’m bombarded by images of autumn every time I step outside the in the fresh, cool air, and now it’s all over the INSIDE of the house too?!
GIMME A BREAK, you know?
And just look at this. The light streaming in so bright that I cannot even get a photo of the cloche with fall decorations that now sits in the breakfast nook.
Just once I want it to be dreary and snowy and so-cold-it-hurts outside, instead of these 65- and 70-degree days made for sitting in the backyard with snacks spread out on blankets just soaking up the sunshine in comfort.
Is it winter yet?
Signed, Autumn Scrooge.
What are your least favorite parts of fall? Have you brought out the autumn decorations yet?