Sunday, October 9, 2011

Seasoned

I've lived up here for over six years, and I'm still not used to fall. Or, as I like to call it, winter.

Perhaps it's because the Seattle area had so little summery summer this year, but I feel as though we skipped over the warm seasons altogether. The sun was shining (a little bit), but then I tore the September page off the calendar and it was like flipping the Winter switch. This seems to happen every year. I'm never ready for it.

Suddenly, out of nowhere, everything is gray and wet and so, so cold.

"It's only going to get colder," Rob warned as he eyed me shivering in my pullover and knee-high socks.

But I refuse to believe it. I refuse to remember last winter—real winter—when I wore fingerless gloves (for typing!) and knit hats and heavy boots indoors and slept with a heating pad (which you're really not supposed to do, just in case things get too hot and you burn your house down).

I think the Pacific Northwest must have a special kind of cold. I was never this chilly in New England, except maybe when there was a little minus sign in front of the temperature. But, as Rob likes to remind me, I was also 40 lbs heavier then, and fat is nothing if not a great insulator.

I'm freezing, therefore, it's winter. It's really that simple, as far as I'm concerned.

"I hate to break it to you," Rob says, ever-logical, ever-scientific, "this is what fall feels like."

But I maintain that the seasons here go Spring, Summer, Winter, (no, seriously, now it's really) Winter. And no amount of jack-o-lantern carving or pumpkin spice latte-drinking will convince me otherwise.

Fall

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3 comments:

MOMSICLE VIBE said...

We live in the same climate and it is the wetness that seeps into your bones and tries to ice them out. I am telling you, the damp is the KILLER. There are days where I can not get warm until I submerge myself in a piping hot bath. Having grown up here, there is a sick part of me that enjoys that torturous pervading chill and all notions of "cozy" are just efforts to ward it off. Mmmmm, freezing fall!

Tara said...

You poor thing. Seriously, I gotta have my Fall. Fortunately in MO we experience the fullness of every season. Fall is my hands down absolute favorite time of year in the Midwest. There are definitely a lot of meteorological downsides to this part of the country, but you really can't get any better than months of good ol' "cardigan weather". Sending you warm thoughts (and hopefully less chill in the breeze)!

Lauren @ Hobo Mama said...

Well, I'm sitting here shivering under my duvet as I read, trying to thaw my toes from being outside all day. I even had a coat on, but I had this thought of, It's October; I shouldn't be this cold yet! But I was. So, yes. A hot bath sounds like it might be just the ticket.

I'm in Seattle and have lived much colder places, but there's something about the season right now that just feels downright chilly. Do you think maybe it's just the expectation that we shouldn't feel cold that's doing us in?