The approach of fall

I like it hot! I like to know that I don't have to put on a jacket as soon as I get out of bed. I like to know that the only time I'm going to be cold is in the freezer section of Maceys.

Unfortunately for me, I live in Northern Utah. It's only hot for like a month and then it starts going downhill and I start freezing. I'm that kind of person that ends up wearing a jacket for most of the year. Which accounts for the fact that my poor Aeropostale hoodie is barely hanging on by a thread. Maybe I should consider a couple of jackets; that way I can rotate them and then they won't end up in such a sad state.

Anyway, the sad state of my hoodie is not the point of this post. The point is that the "approach" of "fall" is really not very fun. For me anyway. I have nothing against fall. I kind of like it. It creates nostalgia in me... in a good way. Makes me think of being a little kid again, walking home from school and kicking leaves as I walk. Ah, good times.

I just don't "appreciate" how rapidly it has come upon us. One minute it was in the 80s and the next thing I know I'm freezing as I walk out into the afternoon. I hate going outside in the afternoon and not feeling the warmth of the sun graze my skin (which is hidden by my hoodie because it's cold).

So, winter is approaching. Guess it's time to accept that warm days are over and begin preparing for winter. Wish me luck.