February is the hardest time of the year for me. I hate winter. I hate the cold, the late sunrises and early sunsets, the cold, laying on sweaters and socks to step outside for 5 seconds, shoveling snow and the cold. I hate it all.
So by February I'm all ready for spring. As in, wearing short sleeves under my coat because I'm sick of sweaters. As in, going outside with my coat unzipped, sans gloves, because I'm sick of coats and gloves and scarves. I do this every February, which is ridiculous, because February is a bad month in Pennsylvania. I know this. I know the temperatures aren't getting above freezing, I know the snow is coming, but I. Am. So. Sick. Of. Winter.
That is all.
You could do what I did: get somewhat unwillingly transferred down to Texas...
ReplyDeleteI'd just like to add that for some reason, I'm almost always broke in February. This adds an additional level of suckage to the month.
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ReplyDeleteEh, I'm sick of summer. Jan/Feb are the hottest months here. I've just got over being sick - it is not pleasant being sick when its boiling in the house.
ReplyDeleteFebruary and its stupid 28 days are the WORST for paying bills and being broke. You're not alone, Michael. You've paid for January, and then BAM, all the invoices come streaming in again way too damn soon.
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