yomumokaku

I love Autumn, but I feel like I'm really late to the party this year.

Normally, once it hits September, I'm straight into 'back to school' mode, craving new pencils (because, you know, the smell. I actually don't like writing with pencils at all, but it doesn't stop me buying them!) and notebooks and stickers. I suddenly want to read books set at school and to write lists for everything.

But this year, we were going on honeymoon in early September and I was too preoccupied with packing and organising for Japan and Cambodia. I knew the weather while we were away was going to be lovely, so I didn't really feel the usual Autumn feels.

Then we came back and my city was already covered with golden leaves and *BAM*. Autumn feels.

Now I just want to curl up under a blanket and read, but instead I'm at work, on my own (because my entire team sodded off on holiday at the same time, which is not supposed to happen) nursing a crappy cold and feeling like death warmed up.

In an attempt to try to keep my morale up, I'm listening to autumnal sounds on mynoise.net (current favourites: autumn walk or church [with the priest and organ turned down] or fireplace), and am contemplating watching Penny Dreadful tonight whilst knitting, for Hallowe'eny styles.

I dunno what I'm trying to say here really, except that I want to be all autumnal and collegiate, but I'm just a cranky snot monster with an annoying cough, stomping around an empty office listening to nature noises and trying not to pretend I'm feeling stabby because everyone else is on holiday.

Now I'm going to get back to editing this brochure and grumbling to myself.

*I realise this has nothing to do with the post, but I do wonder this every year.