I read it out loud to Emily and we were both laughing really hard. Who knew I had this distinct loathing for the month of February? Emily said that I might be petrified to even start the month of February next year! Good thing I forget these things after a year.
Adieu to February!
I am thankful that February is almost over. It has been a disastrous month at work. Just about every day I would go into my supervisor's office and say one of two things:
"Can I just take a vacation until March?"
"Can I have a do-over for February?"
The meaning was the same either way. Even if I was working, it seemed almost counter-productive. Okay, maybe I'm exaggerating a little bit, but not by much. It was a really bad month of billable hours. Blizzards. Flu. Children being removed. Kids visiting family. Flu.
Amazingly enough, I never got sick. I kept waiting for it. It was like waiting for the other shoe to drop.
All I can say is, "March, you better be good to me!"
And now I shall break out into singing "So Long, Farewell"... "I flit, I float, I flee flee flee, I fly..."
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