October is finally here. My favorite month. Any day now it will start to feel like fall. Right now it feels hot, dry, and crispy. Not crisp. Crispy. It's too dry. Everything looks and smells dead. Usually, by now, we have the inside fall and Halloween decorations up. We really don't do outside stuff. I tried when the kids were little, but honestly, we don't really go out front that much so it's just not something we do. I would like to do something on the front porch this year. I just can't find the motivation.
Honestly, I feel like there's no real point. I mean, my youngest still lives at home, and loves Halloween. But even they don't seem to have the spirit this year.
And, I can't ever shake the feeling that October is now the month of death. My father-in-law died in October 2015, my mother in 2016, my grandmother in 2017, then the husband's older brother came down with what now seems to be Covid in October of 2019, but didn't pass until November.
Let's just say it's been six Octobers but I can't seem to trust it anymore.
But... you really wanted to read about my macabre fears didn't you?
Meh.
It's everything. It's damned hard to find some kind of holiday spirit, even for spooky month, when we are living in horrifying times.
Yes, politics. I am decidedly left leaning. Always have been. I have trans children. Not one, but two, and one non-gendered child. And even if I didn't, I've always believed live and let live. As in it's not my business what other people do. And mind your own house before casting aspersions on mine. That kind of shit. I'm atheist too. Goddamn bleeding heart liberal... as if that's something to be ashamed of. I'd be more ashamed to not be one. horrible selfish bigot assholes.
So basically... life sucks and we're living some kind of twisted hunger games scenario and covid is sweeping through the college dorms like wildfire and I haven't felt well all week... and.............
ANYWAY!
I would like a trip to someplace cool with crisp clean air and orange and red leaves and sweaters because I am so ready to wear sweaters and be comfortable again.
If I had the money I'd get on the newly restored Amtrack service from Mobile to New Orleans and take the City of New Orleans to Chicago, then maybe something over to New York then down the eastern seaboard to Jacksonville, then rent a car and drive back home, stopping at my hometown on the way back. That's what I would do. Youngest has a friend in Detroit they want to go see. I've never been north of Chattanooga to the east. It would be nice. Maybe next year, if the world settles down, take the bucket list trip to Ireland, on an ocean liner. Wouldn't that be lovely?
Anyone got the winning lotto numbers? Better yet anyone want to make the drive over to Florida to pick up some tickets?
SIGHS!
Yeah... maybe one day.
For now, here's hoping October is kind and I'll talk to you again later.
Peace,
Mercy
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