Ah, fall. I always feel invigorated by the crisp air. Out here in sunny Southern California, it's always a little hit and miss as to when we actually see fall, but this weekend it arrived. For some people spring is the season of out-with-the-old-in-with-the-new. For me, it's fall. The summers out here can be oppressively dry and hot, and make me long for the cool summer rains of my childhood and of course... fall. My absolute favorite season. There's nothing like yummy sweaters and spiced anything! Fall can kick my butt into gear like nothing else.
So this weekend, when the fall weather finally arrived, I felt oh so motivated to do some much needed cleaning. I purged our downstairs of all the random piles that had started to breed at an alarming rate. And I'm beginning to feel like I can I think clearly again.
Just like my house, I'm hoping that my body has rid itself of all unnecessary clutter. All the DHEA and useless drugs from my canceled cycle. All negative thoughts. I'm ready for a fresh start.
I got my period Friday and started bcp's on Sunday. Getting ready for that last cleansing bleed and then off we go! I know spring is the season of fresh starts and new beginnings. But in my world, I'm rooting for fall.