Transition complete. We're in full Fall mode, with the rain and the darkness. And my little family is hunkering down in our little house ready to wait it out. Except it's not necessarily that easy. I've been sad lately. And it's the kind of sad that you only realize was sadness after you don't feel it any more. Looking back over the last few days, I thought, "Huh. I haven't been happy."
And it's partly because it's dark when we wake up and dark when we eat dinner. And partly because Lucy has been refusing to sleep through the night. And maybe partly because it's getting rainier and colder, proof that winter is on its way. But mostly because of all of these things together and the fact that I haven't been Doing Stuff. And I like Doing Stuff. It makes me happy.
The weather here is still hard for me. I'm not sure I'll ever get used to it. The transition from the sunny days of summer, and the first gorgeous days of fall we had, to the gloomy wet landscape of winter is a really hard one. On the one hand, I want to get outside and go for a run, on the other hand. The Gloom. It sucks all ambition. It whispers in my ears that I could be perfectly content sitting inside munching Fritos and Halloween candy for the rest of the season. Cerebrally, I understand that getting out will help everything! But then there's Fritos. And Halloween candy. And warm.
Ah, the constant battle.