It is so much more appropriate to me – being a child with significant amounts of education and a teacher for a parent – that the New Year begins in September. I don’t make a big deal about New Year’s Eve – it just seems to be an excuse for people to get their hopes up that if they dress nicely and pay a $60 premium to their regular bar, somehow the night will feel magical and start the calendar year off right. But it’s September when the when the mind turns from summer BBQs and summer projects to school supplies and the second half of the year. Vacationers return knowing that the last two months have been a delicious deviation from the norm and it is time to start again. The air turns crisper and spending time in front of a computer or textbook seems more palatable. Watermelon makes way for squash. The smell of turning leaves in the air reminds us all that lazy and selfish summer is passing, and the pragmatic and businesslike autumn is here.
And its this September that Emile and I begin anew on the other side of Canada. My side of Canada, I like to say. A summer spent together vacationing, relaxing and playing with possibilities is coming to an end. It’s time to get on with it already. Emile is starting work on September 10th as IT support at a law firm, I’ll be back in Materials at a non-automotive manufacturer. Both beginning again, both nervously excited. Or is that ecstatic terror?
But not just yet. Here in St. Catharines the weekend promises to be hot and sunny. BBQ weather, lying upon the grass and watching the scant clouds go by. One short long weekend together before we leave Ontario and things change.
September 1st, 2012 Extra-Ordinary: One last summer weekend.