The Forgotten Month

If you are born in October, please accept my apologies for the blog I am about to write.
On my planet, there is no month of October. However hard I try to remember, I can never quite grasp that there is such a month. Somehow, I totally forget this month exists. I tend to ignore it until it bites back (which makes for awkward excuses - I can't believe it's your b-day! - because all along I was sure that special day was in November).
It is not by any means a sad month or a month to forget. The fall colours are shining and there is a nice crispness in the air. Not yet winter, but the promise of it.
It seems there are 11 months in my world. October and November are nicely tucked in together, snuggly fitting in one bloated month. I can't explain it: it just is, and it puzzles me to no end.
Just thought I would share that with you...