In stunning contrast...

[cybermathwitch]

to serendipityxxi's joy over the season (not to mention just about everyone else I know - I hate October. Ok, hate isn't actually the right word.

I dread October.

I love Halloween, and Homecoming, and fall, and leaves and apple-y goodness in baked goods and cider. I love the change of the seasons and the chill in the air and getting to listen to the Pretenders' "Viva El Amor", Tori's "To Venus and Back", the soundtrack from "Once More with Feeling", and Loreena McKennit's "The Visit". (Yes, I have CDs/music that I will only listen to during certain parts of the year. It's a quirk.)

I love new seasons and new shows and new books. I love going back to school (even if I'm not in school anymore - show me the back to school section at walmart and it makes my heart happy) and all those fall things.

But I dread October.

There's this whole Kore/Persephone descent into the Underworld from the Overworld thing going on. But the way it manifests is that I get wound tighter, and tighter, and tighter, and tighter... stressed and strained and manic - until finally I implode, or explode (though normally the former) or fall apart and finally have a good cathartic cry (or several). Then I get better.

Over the years I've discovered that this is a. not a time to change medications (especially in regards to my anxiety disorder), take on high-pressure projects, or additional responsibilities. My resources are at their lowest and I need to turn in, hide, hibernate, go away. Something. If I'm going to have a nervous break down (and oh, say, quit my job - see last year) it's going to happen in October.

Last night I had the beginnings of a sore throat when I went to bed. I woke up this morning with sinus-y stuff, the sniffles, lightheaded, tired, and now I'm running a fever of 100 degrees. I the honorary Sebacean, have been wearing a sweatshirt over a long-sleeved shirt all day (even while working at a hot stove over a soup pot) and haven't been too warm. ::shivers::

I don't have the days to take off work anymore. So I have to go sick.

::headdesk::

It's October.

</end self-pity rant>

Comments

[kurayaminokoe.livejournal.com]

Last night I had the beginnings of a sore throat when I went to bed. I woke up this morning with sinus-y stuff, the sniffles, lightheaded, tired,

x.x I know how it feels. Honest. *blows nose* Last night I didn't feel a thing. This morning (actually, ten minutes ago) I wake up and ugh.... I'm even coughing up things I'd rather not see in the morning.

But uhm, can't you call in sick or does it work differently in your job? (*cough* my boss, when I stayed home one day because I couldn't walk, was like.... you write it off as a sick day okay? even if you were fine (like.. no flu), except you couldn't walk, you were sick.)

Other than that, i don't havem uch with months. I hate christmas though (since uhm, I've had several years that christmas just sucked, like having to move on christmas eve, working with a overexerted tendon in your wrist, the list goes on.)

But then again, I did book the first half of my vacation at the end of october on saturday.

[cybermathwitch.livejournal.com]

The way that it works at my job is you get a certain number of "occurences" or days and half-days that you can miss in a year. Once you go over that, it's automatic termination. I have a few left, but not many and they have to last me until February. So, if I'm even slightly capable of showing up I need to so that if I get the kind of sick that I really can't go, I'll have a day. (I think I have 2 or 3 left until Feb right now.)

...is sad.

[kurayaminokoe.livejournal.com]

p.s: it's still very odd to see that icon. I was thinking huh... i didn't post this?!

[evilwolfy.livejournal.com]

I hope you feel better! *hugs*

[wintermoon3.livejournal.com]

You know what I think is funny? I have similar issues with October, but from the other side. And just to make things more interesting, they seem to clash with my mundane issues completely. See, I spent the majority of my teens and early twenties being way f-ing stressed out during the time between mid-October and early-January. I grew to hate the holiday season because of this. I have more physical illnesses, more anxiety attacks, more mood swings, more bleh days than any other time of the year. The only thing good about it for me is the weather because I really hate the heat of summer around here.

But now, working with Demeter has brought out this other side of me. Some part of me actually wants to be around family, and follow these traditions.

I think it manifests itself by turning into a little bit of "family time" and a lot of introspective reflection. It makes sense, I suppose. I mean, she still misses Demeter during these seasons, but she has managed to deal with it and turn it into something good and beautiful, right?

Sorry, early morning ramblings and I am not completely awake yet.

Feel better - *hugs*

[miss-mary-sue.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry Koren. That has to suck. Lucky for me I October is my favorite month, and besides the odd cold that lasts until God leaves, I generally have good falls and winters.

Nonsense?

[duskfire.livejournal.com]

Maybe I should have encouraged Mommy to name you Millicent after all. Certainly we (Minna and Teddy) never considered more than the Name book's translation of the Greek ('young maiden').
On another note, "A Journal of Television, Movie, Book, Music, Anime/Mange, and Comic Reviews" -- It's yours, I like it, I think I'll keep it -- can I have it (or at least borrow it indefinitely)?
Gee, there really is life after being a holographic time-tripping admiral!