What is it about the month of October that makes me feel all warm and fuzzy on the inside? Is it the cool breeze that gently ruffles my hair? The fuzzy sweaters that are perfect for snuggling? Or the leaves that transform into a kaleidoscope of colors?
Well it’s certainly none of the above. Why? Because Texas is still hot as heck, and the leaves always seem to rudely ignore miss the changing colors memo. But it’s not all bad here in the Lone Star State. At least we still have pumpkins. That’s important. I honestly can’t think of anything that tops pumpkins in a month practically dedicated to these giant, orange fruits. (Yes, pumpkins are fruit.)
I’ve been excited for October since September 1st. Well technically I’ve been excited since November 1st of 2015. It wasn’t until last month however when my excitement finally overflowed that I embellished my house with both fall and Halloween decorations. Yes, I am that person who decorates for a holiday at least one month in advances, and yes, my enthusiasm is just that fanatical. Furthermore, I can guarantee my Christmas tree will be lit and adorned on the first of November.
But in all seriousness, thinking about October gets me all giddy and bubbly. It feels like I’m greeting a dear friend I only see once a year. Even though I don’t experience cold weather or colorful leaves and wearing a sweater in Texas is basically begging for heatstroke, just knowing it’s October is enough for me. The spirit of October is enough.
Because when I think about October, I think about comfort and earth and purity, and when combined with the cinnamon-and-spice scented candles in my kitchen and the pumpkins at my front door, it’s the perfect combination of the intangible and the tangible that produces the rush of happiness in my veins I’m practically addicted to this time of year.
On a side note, I believe it’s worth mentioning I’m listening to Christmas music while writing in a room filled with Halloween decorations about my love for October.