I love Autumn. (The season, not my niece. Although I love her too!)
The way the leaves turn and fall from the trees and the way they crunch underfoot. How kids get excited about looking for conkers and insist on depositing them around the house to deter spiders!
The way you can legitimately slow cook every meal and forget about salads for another year.
I love big coats and scarfs and knee high boots. I love layering and leggings and being able to leave the house without having to shave my legs.
It's the season of Halloween and bonfires, of parties and dressing up. Of the first school holiday and birthday excitement.
But despite all of these things, I also feel fed up.
I want to hibernate. To cosy up under the duvet with a cup of coffee and a good book. I want to binge watch DVD's or discover the next 'must-watch' series on Netflix. I want to turn on the heating and view the world from the comfort of the sofa.
I don't particularly want to talk to anyone.
To interact in any way.
It's not you, it's me.
Whether this is the effect of the head-cold that has been festering for the last two weeks or the onset of seasonal affective disorder (SAD - the illness lots of people claim to suffer from because they need to put a jumper on) is unclear. Despite having felt great over the past few months the doctor doesn't want to wean me off the happy pills during Autumn-Winter. Looks like he may have a point...
It's also possible I'm just a miserable sod! But you should probably keep those thoughts to yourself...
It's difficult to feel enthusiastic about anything when the idea of simply getting out of bed sets you off in a grump for the rest of the day or attempting to 'socialise' brings you out in a cold sweat.
The question is should one just 'Keep Calm and Carry on' or curl up into a ball and to hell with the world?
I'll let you know when I've decided...
You can find more info about SAD here: http://www.nhs.uk/conditions/seasonal-affective-disorder/pages/introduction.aspx