This evening I was reading an email from Peggy in which she told me, among other things, to "Come Back." I don't know if she meant to my blog, her blog, or the internet in general, but the truth is, I've been absent from everywhere.
This is partially work related. I adore my job and I think about it often. Plus, I'm in charge of our Facebook page and I write the promotional emails that go out to our customer list. I love this but I think it uses up all the brain parts that would go to writing a blog post. When I do use the computer for fun, I usually end up at one of the more mindless corners of the internet. (I'm looking at you Pinterest, you dirty whore.)
But it's also summertime. I hate summer.
Summer arrives late to the Portland area, but once it comes it sticks around. We've had at least 47 days in a row of sun with no measurable rain. Jay and I estimate it to be closer to 60-75 but The Weather Channel only allowed me to go back to the beginning of August. And in the dead of summer the sun rises at about 5:30 and doesn't set until after 9 PM. That's a lot of sunshine.
And it's left me drained.
I have no energy. I go to work. I do things for and with the kids. I mostly don't ignore my husband. I don't craft. I don't sew or crochet. I am thisclose to completing a project for Kashoan that I meant to send months ago. I barely read. I don't exercise. I have letters to compose and thank you notes to write and send. I have half filled care packages to fill and mail. I have friends both locally and far away who I think about daily and I know are being ignored. The days go by in a haze but yet start too quickly again with the glowing sun outside my window.
I know there is a light at the end of this tunnel and I know that I'm close to it. The days are getting shorter and there is a breeze in the air. Starbucks is selling Pumpkin Spice Lattes, Target has Halloween candy, and Goodwill has once again hung the banner declaring themselves "Halloween Central."
I want to eat soups and chowders and bisques. I want to bake pumpkin everything. I want mashed potatoes and squash. I want to wear sweaters and tights. I want to stumble my way through a corn maze. I want egg nog and jack o'lanterns. And then......Christmas lights.
Autumn, I know you're on your way. Please hurry.