I’m sitting here, trying relax and recreate before school goes back into full swing tomorrow. And I noticed that it’s already getting dark outside. It’s barely 8pm. And it’s already almost dark.
Know what else I noticed yesterday? There are tons of leaves falling in my neighborhood already.
It’s like Mother Nature always magically knows that we are back to school so she flips the switch for fall.
Part of me doesn’t mind. As much as I love summer, I start to yearn for my scarves and blazers again eventually. And I’m getting to that point. I have like 60 scarves (almost not kidding) and I’m dying to wear them again. Hell tomorrow is the first day of school, I might wear one tomorrow. The make light scarves for a reason.
We are supposed to have hard winter again, for that I don’t want summer to end. I don’t mind cold but hate snow. It’s messy and messes with my schedule. I don’t appreciate it.
Getting dark earlier does make it easier to go bed earlier, though, too. Now that my bedtime is like 9:30pm again. Can’t go to bed early that easily when it’s still semi-light out. I don’t look forward to being dark when I leave the house again though.
It’s a love-hate relationship with fall. It’s just how I am.