Or not. Because October isn't that much better.
It's getting to be that time of the year when I would like for nothing more than to go into a semi-permanent hibernation. Sitting in front of the open window, I can already feel a nip in the air. It isn't too cold yet, though, and I like the sounds of the night anyway.
The week has been a crummy one. I'm feeling a lot of emotions right now, none of which are all that positive. Looking back on the past few months, I yearn to feel the ambition, the excitement, the optimism that I once felt. Part of me is feeling too settled, too comfortable with where I am. Even though that's generally a good thing, at the same time, the comfort is almost mundane. I feel deep down that I need to be doing more, yet I don't know what. Nothing much interests me, but then I'm hoping it's just because I've had a bad week that I feel this way.
Today is my dad's birthday. We went grocery shopping and I bought him a cake with plans of taking it to him after we ate supper. Much to my dismay, my uncle called, wondering where we were because we weren't at the church to help set up for my grandparents' 60th wedding anniversary reception tomorrow. Had someone notified us before 6 o'clock this evening, we would have known and been there. As it turned out, my dad was there helping and wouldn't be home for us to stop by. Okay.
This whole party has been such a bitch. First of all, it was supposed to be a surprise. Someone "slipped," and next thing we knew, grandma was griping and complaining for us to not have it. But my uncle remained insistent on putting something together even though he hasn't got a clue what he is doing. Ideally, he expected all three of his brothers to contribute. My dad is doing what he can, but then one asshole uncle has refused to be a part of it, even threatening his kids if they decide to go. The other uncle has told them to do what they want, not contributing one bit, but will be there smiling and taking the credit, as usual. So much more has happened, but it makes me tired even thinking about it. I just hope that tomorrow doesn't end up being a flop.
Yeah, it's been a bad week.
4 comments:
I couldn't figure out what's going on with me. I have been bored, lazy and feeling like a drag. This started on Sept. 1. Maybe that is what is wrong with me. I need sunshine and longer days and the days are definitely getting shorter. Hope all is well with your dad's birthday party.
I hope that the party went or goes off well. It is a good thing to be doing and maybe celebrating someone being together 60 years will make you feel better.
Scott
It will get better. How could someone as beautiful as you dislike this time of the year? Great colors, cooling down at night. Holdays. People seemed to mellow and football.
The fall is my favorite time of year. I like the cooler air and the smell of fall.
I hope the party does well. I know it's been a chore, but it is nice to celebrate 60 years of marriage. Good luck.
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