I should love February. It’s got a three-day weekend in it, it’s short (a plus in winter), and oh, yeah – it’s got my birthday in it. If anything would be make like this month, that should do it. But it’s DREARY. Winter is still here and the sky is always gray and it’s still cold and just yuck. Yuck and ew. My birthday only helps for a couple of days. It doesn’t make me stop wishing February would just end already and let spring get here faster. Of course, then I’ll be disappointed by early March. I’ll be all, “Yo, March! What’s up with this cold weather? Don’t you know it’s supposed to get warm as soon as you get here? What’s wrong with you? WHY DO YOU DO THIS TO ME?”
A solution: move south. Or west. Likelihood? Very very very very UNlikely. Besides, I don’t hate winter. It’s just not my favorite season. I like it in small doses. I like it when I’m warm and dry and cozy inside and looking out on the nasty and wet cold weather. Fires in fireplaces are nice – I wouldn’t get that if I moved somewhere without winter (well, I wouldn’t appreciate them as much). And snow is pretty, until it gets gray and slushy. I can pretend I’m a tracker when I see rabbit footprints in the snow. Snow makes me wonder what a real tracker would make of Riley’s footprints now that he’s missing a foot and has an odd gait. I don’t find myself pretending or wondering those things when there’s only mud or sand outside. Maybe I would in sand, but it would be about birds, not rabbits, and they’re not as cute.
There – I can be positive about winter. Was that convincing? Maybe I need a daily mantra.
Winter’s not so bad. Winter’s not so bad.
No, I need it to be more positive.
The sun’ll come out tomorrow.
Nope. Too positive. Also untrue. Also also, no need to burst into song. That could get awkward, especially at work.
Turn that frown upside down! Turn that frown upside down!
This might not work for me. I just googled daily positive affirmations, and oy. So not me. Maybe the bursting into song thing is better for me. I could go with Oklahoma (Oh, what a beautiful morning, oh what a beautiful day) or Mr. Rogers (It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood) or Sesame Street (Sunny days, sweeping the clouds away). Or Dean Martin (Good morning, life).
Whoa – as I was typing this, the sun came out. Seriously, I can’t make this stuff up. (Okay, sure I could, but that would be cheap, and I will not stoop so low.) Aaannnd it’s gone. But hey, it was there for a few seconds.