Hello there! It’s been over two weeks since my last post and every day since the pressure of a really good come-back post increases. Well, sorry to disappoint, but this one’s going to be short and kind of pointless. Thank goodness I didn’t try to tackle the 31 days project. I would be drowning by now. :)
I LOVE this season. So much that I get weirdly sad before it even begins. Does that make sense to anyone else? I woke up on Monday in a panic that we’re in the third week of October: how did that happen?! I love springtime too, maybe as much, but feel fine breezing through those months because a gorgeous summer is approaching. But after this season and the holidays, WINTER is coming. I want to stop time and savor the beauty before the cold, dead winter hits.
But this time of year really is magical. The leaves, the layers, the festivals, the fairs, the pumpkins, the spices, the lattes. I’ll keep my fall love story to a minimum, since I’m sure you’ve already heard other people sing autumn’s praises by now, but yes — this month is beautiful and I love this season.
That said — can someone explain to me how you can decorate your house with spiders?! Curious arachnophobic minds want to know. It seems to be more in this year, but maybe that’s because I read more decorating blogs than I used to. I get the whole spooky Halloween decor thing — skeletons, ghosts, goblins (are they the same as ghosts?) and the like. It’s not my style, but I get it. However, I truly cannot fathom why anyone would willingly put spiders on a wreath that they walk past every time they walk into their house. Or buy a dishtowel with spiders and hang it from your oven. Or bite into a cupcake with an icing spider on top. Shudder. This time of year it’s hard enough managing the real spiders without adding fake ones in the mix.
Last night my friend posted this on Instagram:
That is literally a nightmare I’ve had.
J told me this morning we should have our first frost this Friday. Is it diabolical of me to rejoice that all the spiders have a good chance of dying in the frost?
I really need to work on this fear thing. Maybe next year.