The Turn of a Month

Why is the turn of the month always so crazy?  Am I the only one who thinks that the turn of a month is even more hectic than the turn of a year?  The last few days of one month and the first few days of the next month are always insane but this time it feels even insaner than usual.  Maybe it’s just February’s blecch trying to hang on a little longer than usual.

Am I the only one who had a craptastic February?  And the only one who thinks that the sudden blooming of all of the trees over the last day or so is a sign that the whole world is relieved that the month is over?

I hate to be a downer, but life in the Snarke house has been pretty stressful recently.  It’s partly Will’s senioritis/”oh my god I’m graduating” panic setting in.  It’s partly my trying to take on new projects and shift myself into a new freelancing field (without much success so far) and not bringing in as much income as usual.  It’s partly tiredness from a earlier than usual work schedule for Will this week.

At any rate, I’m really glad that it is March and that we are starting a new, fresh month.  And yes I know it’s three days old already but like I said, the turn of a month is always a crazy time.  I’m back downtown again today (yay for a three time downtown week!) after having run errands most of yesterday afternoon in my own neighborhood. I’m loving that the library is not as busy as it was last time and that I didn’t have to climb all the way to the 3rd floor to find a non crowded table.  I’m also really loving the Alice in Wonderland sountrack on Rhapsody.

Here’s to a happier March!


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Agreed. Feb was crazy for me too. Nutso crazy. Bring on March!

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