it's almost february, which is by far my least favorite month of the year. i don't know why really, except for the fact that it's just dark, and dreary, and comes right at the point where i'm thoroughly exhausted by winter. every year in january, i dread it.
yes, i know, it has valentine's day. but i have a great husband and don't have to wait until feb 14 to know that he loves me. and yes, i know, it's a sign that spring is coming. but it isn't here yet.
this year february is an extra day long so i have an extra day to grumble before spring really starts to arrive. luckily my parents are coming for a ten-day visit (their first visit to our house) so ten days of the month will be really nice.
maybe i'll hibernate for the final weeks of the month. i doubt i can get away with that.
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