it seems i am in the habit of confessions lately. and here is another one: i am done with summer.
and what is more, i am ready for the cooler days of autumn and the changing of the seasons.
i am sick of waiting for summer to arrive. it is the third week of august and i had my furnace on this past week! ridiculous, i tell you.
as much as i am sick of waiting on the weather, i am more excited for the slowing down of my social calendar that comes with september as schedules become more rigid and the pressures of being out and about on any given day decrease.
i have felt such pressure (and certainly, brought on entirely by myself) to MAKE THE MOST OF IT this summer. although i am sometimes at a loss as to what IT is. and as much as a walk in the park, a drink on a patio, or a hike in the mountains sound like a lovely way to pass an afternoon, doing it alone is not always as thrilling as doing it with someone.
and while i am being miserly, let me also add that all these festivals and events throughout the city during the summer months are never as good as you expect. i found myself at the calgary folk fest for the first time this year and every year i always think, 'that always looks like so much fun, why don't i go?' well, i did go and it was a lot of people in my space, a lot of chaos, and a pain to organise a group of people to meet up and stay in the same area. all of these events seem to be the same - lots of people (including those dudes with their dogs that insist on taking their shirts off as soon as the thermostat reads 20 degrees), overpriced food, and crowds heaving in the heat/rain/miserable calgary summer weather.
on that note, i am ready for september. ready for the trees' leaves to change colour and fall. ready for sweaters, soup, and hot cups of tea. ready for my schedule to calm down and ready to spend friday evenings at home without any guilt that i should be DOING SOMETHING with bonus points if it is a FUN THING.