For Instance

I suck at writing in this lately. Is it possible that I've run out of mundane things to say? Doubtful, for instance...

I am shifting flats tomorrow. Is that insane? Only because I feel like there's no way I've been there almost a year and also because it's insane that I move the same week (nay, two days before) I fly to the States. So I need to finish Christmas shopping (one present to go), completely move all my worldly possessions, unpack them (I hate to leave things unfinished), and cancel all my services, subscriptions and renew them for my new flat. Bah.

Oh and I need to get a Secret Santa gift. Shoot. So many things. And my final mundane detail of the day is that it isn't sunny, warm, or quite frankly, summer here. I was promised summer. It's winter in the northern hemisphere and I was told they were opposites. Unfortunately, I think that means that the shorter vs longer seasons are reversed. Now, am I the only one who thinks fall and spring are typically shorter than summer and winter? Perhaps. But here, it is a really long fall (which I adore) and then a really long spring (which I hate). Who likes mud? Well, I better.

While I daydreamed of jumping on a plane in shorts and tank tops to have to change into my winter jacket and gloves in MN... I will pretty much just have to add a layer to my wardrobe. Stupid summer promises. But! It will be summer when I get back I'm told. Either that, or it's all lies again. But who can think of those distant lies when I'll be in the States at the week's end!!