And I couldn't help thinking all day: I hope this lasts.
I love Fall. Soup for dinner and heavy blankets in bed and all the stores smelling like cinnamon and selling pumpkin flavored treats. But it doesn't last very long over here. We get a few, scattered days where we put our wool coats and boots to good use. And the rest of the time it's hot and sunny and we walk around wondering if we're ever going to stop running our air conditioners. It can get a little frustrating.
Which is why I'm trying to adopt a new attitude: celebrate now.
I'm going to try to stop wishing I could have more or less than what I have at the moment, and just enjoy what I have right here, right now. Because nothing lasts in this complicated world--and that's actually a good thing. For every refreshingly crisp Fall day that I wish would last forever, there's a yucky humid, windy day that I can't wait to have over. Good things don't always last. But neither do the bad. So just enjoy the good when you have it and celebrate now.
And I think the same thing applies to writing. We all have our days where we want to delete every last word, back over our computers with our car, and flee to Canada to start a new career as a Zamboni driver (okay, maybe the rest of you handle the bad days better than I do). But there's also many, many days where the words are flowing and the characters have pulled me into their world and I can't ever imagine doing anything else--ever.
I'm going to embrace those days more--cling to them more, celebrate them more. So I have them ready to carry me through the bad.
So in that vein, I'm going to dust off my favorite pair of boots and head outside to enjoy SoCal's tiny sample of Fall. Maybe I'll even indulge in a pumpkin flavored treat--without even wondering how many calories are in it.
And then, I'm going to write. Because I'm celebrating now. I'll deal with what comes tomorrow when it happens.
Anyone else want to join me? What do you feel like celebrating?