I love September. The white board in my office looks like the wall of a prison cell, lined with stick marks as I count off the days of August. “Soon,” whispers the hopeful voice inside my head. “Soon.”
The voice whispers because it knows that I must keep my feelings on the down-low. Because in my world, there is a cult-like enthusiasm about summer and admitting that you find the whole season exhausting and stressful is a blasphemy. Yet I know that I am not alone.
In the grocery store line up, women like myself make cheerful chitchat about the great weather, and trips to the cottage, and barbeque parties, but we smile through gritted teeth and everyone is stopping at the liquor store on their way home.
It is time for September…
I want to put my horribly uncomfortable strapless bras in a pile on the street and run them over with my car. Then I want to go inside and put on an outfit that covers both the cellulite on the back of my legs and the slightly wobbly flesh of my upper arms.
This outfit will include at least one clothing item with pockets. It will accommodate the wearing of full-ass coverage panties. And it will cover both shoulders so that I can wear my super-comfy bra with the thick, dependable, beige straps. I get excited just thinking about it!
I want to put a bunch of stuff in my slow cooker and have it turn into dinner while I am at work. I want to eat meat that doesn’t taste like a combination of Montreal steak spice and barbeque sauce. I want to stop feeling guilty because I never get around to making watermelon salad and end up dumping giant, hammock-shaped cuts of over-ripe fruit in the composter every week. And I want to drink a glass of wine inside, where there are no hornets circling the rim and no black flies doing the backstroke in my pinot grigio.
I want summer “vacation” to end…
There is a genuine risk that I may violently dismember the next person who talks about how they are dreading the end of summer and having to “get back to the grind”. Because I have been in “the grind” for the past two months and trust me… “the grind” is a lot harder when you are trying to figure out what to do with a 13-year-old every weekday and the sports camp you paid $500+ for now demands that you take most of Friday off work so you can show up and watch campers randomly shoot baskets for 3 hours.
The chorine in the local pool has chewed up all of the family bathing suits and I can’t buy new ones because the stores sold out of bathing suits back in May when they began stocking the shelves with “Back to School” wear. The pretty flowers I planted in spring died at the end of July when we went to the cottage for a week and forgot to pay someone to water them, so the deck is now decorated with giant pots full of their spindly brown corpses.
We’ve lost all of the beach towels and the water bottles and the sunglasses. There are six left-foot flip flops in my front porch… and they all smell like hockey bags.
It is time for September.
Really liked this post, as a fellow autumnal weather lover. I’ve learned to dread summer over the past couple years for some reason. Being perpetually sweaty and uncomfortable isn’t for me 😓
You are talking to the choir baby!
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Enjoy your slow cooking beef stew or whatever is simmering all day. Walking into a “tasty smelling” house is to die for. Toss the flip flops in the dryer with a fragrant dryer sheet for a few minutes. Good as new, but not as good as the beef.
There is not enough money on earth to make me touch those flip flops! Seriously!!! The dog shifts his body away from them when he walks through the porch.
A smell a dog won’t love is definitely one to avoid.
That really should be a t-shirt slogan!
Maybe you could drum up blog fans and put that on the front, with your blog name on the back.
I’m also waiting for summer to end. I find too much sunshine oppressive, but I have to keep it to myself because people think I’m nuts. Roll on Autumn!
I agree! You feel this pressure to keep “enjoying” the sunshine. Like what does that even mean?!? Why can’t you “enjoy” the rain? Or the cloud? Or even a sunny day when it is cold outside?!?