It’s October. That came fast. I know everybody says it but why is it time goes faster the older you get? I’m actually asking for an answer. They say time is fluid, does the speed actually change? Is a moment different for all? Surely life should feel slower as an adult when you don’t have the daily excitement a child does. I don’t know.
So its October and autumn has definitely hit. We had a great long summer, weather wise, in my opinion here in Norfolk, UK, anyway. I like the sun, the energy it brings. Mentally and physically for me. I just work better in sun and warmth. My body and brain function well, as well as possible anyway.
But autumn hit, the weather doesn’t know what it’s doing and I don’t know what to wear. I feel I need sunglasses, a woolly hat, a scarf and a fan all in the same day.
I feel autumn could have been my favourite season if it wasn’t for my SMA, it’s up there still though, if it was warmer. My heart lies with autumn and natures pretty colours.
I love the fashion that autumn brings, cosy jumpers and baggy knitwear. Rusty colours. Being wrapped up in a thick cable knit. As long as it’s not too thick, I can’t move then and feel as though I’m in a straight jacket. My muscles struggle with day to day movements, let alone the extra weight and bulk.
That’s why you won’t catch me shopping for winter coats. It saves a few pennies. I’m a fan of the poncho though, aren’t I glad that came back into fashion, there are now plenty of styles for me to buy. They keep the body warm but do little for the hands. Put them in your pocket or wear gloves I hear you say. Well I could on the one hand, but the other hand needs to be nimble enough to steer the joystick of my chair. We’ve been through the added layers makes moving hard. What also makes moving hard is the cold. You know how when your fingers get so cold they just don’t do what your brain is telling them? Times that by 10. My fingers don’t do what I tell them at the best of times, so add coldness to that and you can see the outcome. Either I cannot move my chair at all, or I run over some crazy stray toddler. Not sure which is worse.
I heard about a battery powered heated scarf recently. I must look into that!
So me and cold don’t combine well. I cannot function frozen. I also freeze quicker than some, due to the no moving thing. I’m not running after a bus, or a toddler, you don’t see me working up a sweat. I move seated in one spot. That doesn’t generate much heat.
With autumn comes festivities. I love those.
I heart pumpkins. Carving them, eating them, drinking them. I’m there with all this pumpkin spiced stuff, can’t get enough of it in my opinion. The candles, the curry, the lattes, the soup. Oh there is instant porridge too, I’ve got some. Stop wingeing you pumpkin spiced haters out there. Nobody’s making you consume it, in fact don’t, there will be more for me to enjoy then.
Halloween, what a great excuse to dress up!
I even went to a Halloween themed afternoon tea last year.
It will be Guy Fawkes Night soon. Or Fireworks Night as it now seems to be called. I like that, fireworks are pretty. I’m not too keen on the cold though as we’ve discussed, I freeze fast. So this year I’ll be watching them from a rooftop and drinking mulled stuff. I love mulled stuff too. I like most seasonal food and drink. I like most food and drink. Stay tuned to find out about the rooftop.
Those dark nights are looming. I’m alright if I’m already out, but the effort of leaving the house when it’s dark outside. Nope. What better excuse to light a few candles though (spiced ones of course), I have a drawer full and that’s no lie, and binge watch the telly with a glass of rosé?!
The changes in weather means oncoming colds. A cold for me usually means a cough, and when you have a cough poorer than a cat (because lungs needs muscles too), a chest infection is imminent.
Theres the flu, everyone is talking about flu. You must get your jab. Well I can’t get a flu jab for love nor money at the moment. Apparently I was left off the doctor surgery’s ‘vulnerable’ list, so can’t attend the clinic. Ha. So I ask for an appointment. You can’t make an appointment for the flu jab, oh no. But there’s another clinic in November, they’ll ask about putting me on the vulnerable list for that. I might have flu by then.
So off to my local pharmacy I went. You can get the jab in pharmacies now you know. Only they haven’t got stock, and they don’t know when they will. There’s a shortage of flu jabs you know. I do now.
Have I mentioned wheeling through crispy fallen leaves? I like that.
So mostly what I don’t like about autumn is the weather, and I mostly don’t like that because of my SMA. So autumn and I could be like this… Cue fingers crossed gesture.