Long ago when I waited tables after college in a restaurant with an insanely hot kitchen I used to wish for summer to leave because it meant an end to the endless sweating. Back in those days I lived in an apartment in an old house with an overworked window unit air conditioner. The ninety day degrees of summer were not my beloved friends as they are now.
While all of my friends are posting on Facebook about the coming Fall, I have protested. After all, our pool is still open, our central air is still on and it is still very warm outside. No matter how many pumpkin spice markets are flooding grocery stores and restaurants I cannot embrace fall until it is cold enough to enjoy that Pumpkin Spice latte while wearing jeans and tall boots when I am drinking it.
Since I seem to be the only person who is not ready to see summer in our past I am trying to get excited about fall. Yes, it will get dark so early that it throws all of our internal clocks out of whack for weeks, but I will get to walk my dogs without burning their paws. Yes, the pool will close and I will not feel the silky rush of water over my body during my daily swims, but soon the kids will be talking excitedly about their Halloween costumes. Yes, I will have to abandon my daily uniform of tank tops and camis, but I will get to wear boots.
I love boots! In past years I have gone boot crazy. This year I have toned it down and purchased only two new pairs, a new pair of brown riding boots and a pair of super cute blinged out biker style boots. Of course I have regular biker boots in the closet for wearing on the actual motorcycle, but these new ones are not to protect my ankle in a fall. They are to decorate my ankles THIS fall.
Fall will come at its own pace whether we are in a hurry or not. And in typical Chicago style it will likely come and go multiple times in one week. So for now I will be in the pool, with my cute new boots and favorite long sleeve tops at the ready in my closet, waiting their turn. I will be in the yard in a tank top and shorts while my dogs frolic in their doggie pool…maybe with an iced pumpkin spice latte in hand.