Tired and restless

Fall is winding down and the restless nature of winter is creeping up on us. I have eleven Pocket Penguin books that I want to finish, but I can’t bring myself to sit down in one place for long enough to do it. Still, I have work to do outside but I’m not willing to expend the energy needed for that either.

I’m stuck between accepting the season for what it is – the beginning of the nesting period, when we bundle ourselves up and say goodbye to the outdoors, even though it’s still slightly warm and somewhat pleasant – and fighting the summer’s end, a losing battle that has passed months ago.

So I don’t have the energy to do anything, but I have too much energy to sit still. How frustrating is “fall fever?” Why can’t we settle for one or the other and wait for next year?

This was lovingly handwritten on October 25th, 2006