“A lot of people like snow. I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.”
– Carl Reiner
Western weather is the most ludicrously schizophrenic thing you’ve ever seen. It barely turned into Fall, I watched a leaf fall a mere four days ago while walking to my car, and all of a sudden the mountains look like a pastry chef dusted them with confectioners sugar.
I turned on the heat for the first time when I got home from work, only for an hour to warm things up a bit. Last night it was far too cold to sleep with the window open like I’ve been doing for a couple of weeks now – certainly without a nice warm husband to cuddle up against. I’ve got the beginnings of a cold tickling the back of my throat. My stomach is campaigning vigorously for steaming hot stews and soups. The signs are all here, but how did we skip Fall and go straight into Winter?
Western weather being what it is, though, I expect Fall to come back at any moment, clutching its chest and panting, “So sorry, everyone, just popped round to the store for a minute, what did I miss?”
Also, and far more enraging, guess what I saw at the grocery store yesterday? Christmas decorations! Honestly, people, it’s early October, we haven’t even had Halloween yet! Let’s all calm down, shall we?