Well, I'm outnumbered!

I used to love fall, the crisp air, turning leaves...

But now that I'm the one who helps rake and bag it (as best I can), it stinks. The street on our block (the entire area) is packed with leaves at the curb, waiting for the county pick up by special leaf trucks. Meantime, they blow away, get wet and yucky. If you're late for that, you have to wait for bag pick up or take to the leaf depository yourself. I hate the time change. I'm a night person (duh) so I like sitting on the porch at 8p. Can you say Bah Humbug???