November usually brings with it my melancholia. This year in my part of the world the weather is not cooperating and remains pleasant which, of course, makes me even grumpier. I know that the weather will eventually turn and I will start counting the days until the winter solstice. After that, the miniscule increases in daylight, throughout the winter, prepare me for the arrival of early spring.
For now, I offer:
by Thomas Hood (1789 – 1845)
No sun – no moon!
No morn – no noon –
No dawn – no dusk – no proper time of day.
No warmth, no cheerfulness, no healthful ease,
No comfortable feel in any member –
No shade, no shine, no butterflies, no bees,
No fruits, no flowers, no leaves, no birds! –
And here in November, just when I’m thinking things can’t get any gloomier, what do I hear this year? Alas, it’s the Little Drummer Boy coming early after my wallet! Shades of Black Friday! Ug.
Little Drummer Boy played by Chucky. That might extend gloom from Halloween through New Year’s day.
We’re having a blizzard at the moment. Bah, humbug.
Now that’s the spirit!
Grumpier than normal? Oh crap!!!!
My sentiments exactly.
Grump away! Thanksgiving is coming, along with visits of fun relatives. I hope you have a great Thanksgiving Day. Unless you are Danish. A Danish friend says they have complaining down to a fine art.
The Danes, like all of Scandinavia, are so far north that they have many dark hours to spend complaining. They must practice during the winter months.
Sorry November isn’t cooperating for you. Looks like Nature is messing with you this year. But I have to say I’m loving it. Sixty degree days and sunshine in November near Cleveland? Heck yeah, I’m there!
It’s sad when good weather delays one’s grumpiness.
… and handsome as well!
Exactly how I am feeling today!
Someone beat me to the grumpy punch.