Dear Fall...

Dear Fall,

Why do you take so long to get here? It's not that I like you that much, it's just that your constant teasing becomes very annoying. If you could talk to your friend Summer into staying around longer, I would really appreciate that. If that isn't possible, then you should definitely finish packing and get here already. I mean really, what's the point in teasing us with cloudy, 75 degree weather? You can't lay out by the pool in cloudy, 75 degree weather, but you can't wear long sleeved shirts either. I'm not a fan of your in-between-ness. Either get here all at the same time, or don't come at all. Period.

And another thing, I don't mind rain, if it would just rain. Maybe you could talk to Mr. Overcast and ask him, that if he is going to hang around, he should at least shed some rain. I don't much like heavily overcast skies with no rain. Just seems like a waste of time to me.

I apologize for my complaining, but it's football season and I just think that it should feel like it. I remember how you're supposed to feel. You are supposed to feel crisp and cool in the morning. Not yet cold enough to see my breath, but cool enough for the tip of my nose to be a little chilly. Cool enough that I can wear a long sleeved shirt and never get cold or too hot. I know that you could never be perfect, but you could at least try. It's not too late to show up on time. Just don't be as late as Christmas, as you usually are. When you arrive late, that means winter comes later, which pushes Spring back later, and Summer back even later. Let's all be on time, shall we?

Thanks & With Much Love,
Samantha