I love September dearly, for a few reasons more than being my month of birth. Perhaps I love it so much because of that old fetish of mine about going back to school. About ME going back to ‘some’ school.
My current September project is about keeping a close eye on a bunch of construction workers. Sort of a new and younger bunch. The slender types that climb on roofs like cats, hammers at hand.
The stressful side is keeping their hours, monitoring the materials, struggling to understand the woodworks and watching for their leader and his laissez faire attitude – not at all comfortable for the one who pays.
Did I mention the rainy days? How about rainy nights? I cried last night, eyes on the window, until I decided to read an article about killing stress. So I could get some sleep.
When I bring them coffee in the mornings, their furtive looks make me feel like the teacher entering class at a trade school. Flattering as it seems, I wish this ordeal behind me, for a few reasons more than September being a rainy month.
Otherwise, enjoy the summer I had before this September. The ‘Lavender’ birthday present I gave to my Fotomann.
The flowery photos.
The fashionista fetish parody pics. And few others that don’t involve this dragging construction site.