February is Messing With My Mind...

Normally, I take immense pleasure with turning the pages on the calendar.  There is something exciting about turning the page to a new month.  I’m not sure whether it’s the excitement of a new photo, a clean slate or new hopes for what the upcoming month may bring.  This time of year brings me even more pleasure because with each nasty month behind me, I’m that much closer to the seasons I love – Spring, Summer and Fall.

Today, I’m fighting the urge not to just jump ahead and flip the page to March.  Twice I’ve started to make the move and twice I’ve stopped myself.   Somehow I just can’t justify the switch because by doing so I feel like I’m selling February short of its time to shine.  It’s a short month to begin with and now I’m just wishing it away.   I’m actually feeling guilty!  I can’t believe the inner turmoil I’ve caused myself.   

Stupid short month…enjoy it while you can because soon, I’m turning you over…

Comments

K13 said…
Hee!! Yeah, I'm ready for warmer weather and Summer as well...time to get away and SO ready for the school year to be OVER with!!
Raven said…
I'm ready for March, but only if it's better than February. If March turns out to be just as bad as this month has been I'm going to bed and hiding under the covers. Permanently.
tattytiara said…
I'm definitely of the thank god February's so short because I couldn't take much more of it school of thought.
JennAventures said…
I totally flipped my calendar when I was cleaning this evening.

So miss, do you miss your easy job? I have an interview for another job this week and I find myself afraid to leave the comfort of my low stress job for one that actually challenges me.
Brian Miller said…
well you only have about 75 minutes left from where i sit so you are in good shape...
Simply Suthern said…
Oh my, You are in a real state when you are worried about hurting a months feeling.

You need some Sun and hot sand.

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