Fall has Fell

Yesterday when I was riding up to class in the elevator, one guy says to another guy, "Sandals in October, that's pretty bold." Wearing my beloved Rainbow flip flops, I kind of chuckled and thought to myself, "It's not that cold yet, and I'm used to wearing flip flops all year round." Little did I know that the next day, my version of winter would come. It rained all day long and was 50 degrees.

No blog telling the tale of a displaced Californian living in DC would be complete without the "wow, these are what seasons are," entry. Funny how something so normal to most of the country seems completely foreign to me. But one of the very reasons why I wanted to come to the east coast for law school was to experience seasons. And though DC doesn't have the most severe seasons, I've endured more rain in my 2 months here than I usually do in two years in California, maybe even five.

Even though the leaves change color in California, there never felt like a big shift in seaons like I'm starting to feel here. To celebrate the full arrival of fall, I had a splendid day in my cozy apartment by myself since my roommate is gone for the weekend. I snuggled up in a sweatshirt, kept my toes warm in my moccasins, and spent the day doing laundry, vacuuming, and cooking gourmet meals inspired by my Food Network watching. The smell of my warm vanillla candle wafted through the apartment and I listened to the sounds of rain pitter pattering outside.

Although I thoroughly enjoyed the colder weather from the inside, I think tomorrow I might have to go shopping for more sweaters and some actual shoes. As the guy in the elevator said, wearing sandals this time of year is a pretty bold move.