Almost everyday this week I have read people talk about the joys of fall. All about their fall decor, their fall clothes, their fall weather and just how stinking happy they are that this season is finally here. Good for you guys. I really wish I was feeling the same.

I AM NOT EXCITED ABOUT FALL.

Maybe I am the only one out there but fall means only one thing to me and that is that cold weather is right around the corner. Actually, I don’t even think it’s around the corner, I think it’s about five feet in front of me seeing as though every morning I’m waking up to 50 degree temps. I loathe the cold weather. I have no idea what I am doing in the Midwest, I really don’t.

There is only one upside to the cold weather in my book which is everything dies. There is the silver lining: death. No more mosquito bites, flies buzzing above your food, moths swarming around your porch light… goodbye dear friends.

I would love to be excited and giddy to watch the leaves change colors, but I just can’t. I do love fall decorations and pumpkin spice candles but I just know in the back of my mind I will soon have to spend 15 minutes preparing to leave the house to drive two miles. It’s misery.

We’re thinking about planning a winter vacation so I can put some distance between me and the snow for a few days. It’s an approach that I haven’t tried before and that I’m hoping will work well. Maybe after spending some time in the sun and doing some sweating I will be happy to come home and cozy up under the heating blankets.

Doubtful.

*this post has been written from my blackberry – can you guys tell?