Mixed Messages

I'd like to think that, particularly over the course of the past eight months or so, that I have demonstrated that I am a flexible sort of chap. You know, adaptable, not phased by changes and definitely not a whinger. I'd like to think that anyhow.

And on the whole I've done rather well, taking things in my stride and just getting on with getting on. Yet here we are at the arse end of March and something is definitely up. Or down. Falling that is.

Yes it's March and the leaves are coming off the trees. Onto the ground. This, coupled with the fact that it's getting darker earlier and a little cooler, is frankly making my head hurt. March and April should be accompanied by re-growth and promises of all things summery. Instead my thoughts are turning to Christmas and my birthday. But they're not just around the corner like they usually are. Nor is Halloween or bonfire night. It's confusing. If I didn't remind myself on a regular basis I'd convince myself it was October not March.

I can't explain why I'm struggling so. It wasn't a problem in October. No the real one. Yes the thought of a spring birthday was a novelty but I didn't for a moment think it was autumn. Not once. So why was that? 

In comparison autumn is much harder to grasp as a concept. And what about midwinter in June. Yes I know. Odd. I've been grappling with this for over a week now and I finally have a theory. Well I would wouldn't I? It's this - I think Autumn really reminds me of home. The northern hemisphere. It's a part of the year that I really connect with and this is just like it. Except it's March. Oh and 20 degrees. But everything else points to it being Autumn. Which it is, but not in its usual calendar slot.

And as far as I know there's no way to square the circle or, to put it more succinctly, sort my head out.

So I've decided not to even bother. I'm going to go with the flow and let my head do what it wants. If it wants it to be October then I'm going to let it and live with the consequences. It's going to get messy. I can tell. For a start, I'm going to get funny looks in Halloween garb in May. It'll be worth it. And followed by pumpkin soup, bobbing for apples and trick or treat. Actually that might be a problem. 

This will shortly be followed by bonfire night in June. Sure I might get in trouble for setting fire to things in the local park but at least my head will stop hurting. Fireworks shouldn't be a problem though.

Yes that should do it. I'm going to celebrate the usual Autumn stuff. And while we're at it, I'll have another birthday thank you. A proper autumny one with dark skies, hopefully some drizzle and of course presents. The more the better, it is after all, for the good of my health.