Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Oh, the anticipation.

Being somewhat of an internet junkie, it has been hard to ignore the abundance of "here comes Fall" posts littering the dashboards of my favorite blogging websites. I can't help but sigh and pout as I watch the lovely ladies I have come to know over the last few years, once again, start donning their scarves, their sweaters, and all of those adorable boots I love so much, while I sit here in Central Florida cranking my a/c and drinking my coffee iced (still).

How is it that, while the rest of the country enjoys those first glorious dips in temperature, I am still weary to take my own son outdoors for fear of heat exhaustion? I am yearning for a cool breeze in place of damp heat. For plums and mustards in place of turquoise and corals. For jeans and my leather jacket. For a night spent around the fire pit. For the necessity of snuggling, cheesy as it may be. But alas, it is not meant to be yet.

To ward off my jealousies, I am doing little things to pretend it's fall. Pumpkin spice candles burn. Pumpkin bread bakes. Halloween preparations. I have already started playing my "cool weather playlists" on repeat. Measures have been taken.

 It may not be Fall here yet, but even in my envy, I can't help but smirk when I think of the fact that in just another month or so, many of you will be freezing and preparing for being snowed in for the winter, while I will spend four to five months enjoying the season I am craving.

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