I have some rough anniversaries in October and November and don’t feel out of the woods until December starts. So fall is a mixed bag season for me.
Sometimes I get a bit emphatic on my two-way relationship with the season. I enjoy getting ready for winter – cleaning up in my garden, getting my wood stacked, and watching the colors. Then I recall stressful events of the past. My other personal nadir happens in January, but that’s a tale for another day.
I do lots to avoid the potential gloom: long fall walks, family time, and activities. Friends who know me sometimes suggest dinners out, vacations away, and elaborate shopping trips to placate my demons. I fear that not all of those are safe or appropriate:
Dinners out would be nice, but my night shift wife is getting ready to sleep around that time. Somehow I don’t think she’d be happy with a peck on the cheek as I adjust the fit on my tux and say,” night, love! I’m off to Club Zombie with my pals!”
For a similar reason, vacations away are out too, ” Hi honey? Yes, it’s lovely here in Bermuda! I so wish you were here with me!” I love my wife and have no wish to return to a divorce.
OK. Elaborate shopping trips? Needless to say, a woodworker’s life is not complete without the latest doodad from Lee Valley, Rockler, or Woodcraft. So what happens when my darling wife sees me sneaking a large parcel into the shop? ” I’m just doing some early Christmas shopping, dear. What is it? You’ll have to wait till Christmas!”
It’s a struggle to get through these months. You have to get your therapy where you can find it. But in the meantime, I am looking for something the size of a large Lee Valley box that I can give my wife for Christmas.
We all must do what we must to get through these challenging times.