- Y’all, if you read yesterday’s post, then you know I had a crazy kind of weekend and I tell you, Monday continued in same fashion. I ordered food from Chili’s on campus from a delivery service but it took… one and a half hours! I was dying by the time it arrived and it was everything I could do not to entirely inhale my Mexican salad. Various other little things kept going wrong and I just chalked it all to stupid Monday.
- I’m a bad adult; I did not watch the debate. I can’t even with that stuff. Instead, I watched professional wrestling. Yes, I do like to run away from reality.
- On Friday, the low is… 59! And it’s only supposed to be 84. I am SO pumped about this. I’m ready for cool weather and more tea and Halloween and fall and leaves. Everything! I turn to certain music this time of year as well; this morning, it’s James Taylor.
- You know, it’s funny: I spent so much energy spazzing about how awful my life has been lately – which, I realize is not actually that bad; it’s just little stuff – that now, I just feel exhausted. My brain hurts! I will say, coming home yesterday and drinking a beer while lounging on the couch was perfect. Some nights I feel restless; like I ought to do more. But I was perfectly content.
- However, later on, I moved to the back room to watch wrestling while Ash watched a movie I was disinterested in. I was a bit cool so I put the covers on me and drifted off for maybe 10 minutes. When I woke, I was burning up! I took the covers off and immediately started shivering. I don’t feel ill so I have no idea what’s going on.
“Which is more the “new year” for you: January or September?
Oh, easy; September for sure. Well, mid-late August down here in Florida. My kids went back to school on August 15th this year but FSU didn’t start until the 29th. More than January, when it is cooler and bleak, this time of year feels like a renewal. We have come out of the haze of summer where we were lax about bedtimes, went on vacations, lounged by pools. Now we have to go back to morning routines and book bags, lunch boxes, and signing behaviour charts and school agendas. We have sports and homework and short evenings because bedtimes are enforced.
It’s a time to start strong too; to be aware of what we have to get done and make a good go of it. It’s a new year, a fresh start at good grades and success. In January, we’re mired down in the school year, in the middle of the holidays, and it doesn’t feel new at all. It’s a bit of a reprieve from hard work but it definitely is not a new year feel, just another year on the calendar.