But this month you've done me wrong.
Infecting my children with RSV was low. Really low. But then, then you decided to goof up the clocks with Daylight Savings Time and get my already grouchy babies off schedule. It's only an hour, you say, but it might as well be six. Yeah, that's real awesome of you. Just great.
And it's not been easy being cooped up inside all day, canceling date nights and family outings, telling people we'll have to get together after the plague has left. So, I've been opening all the blinds, letting the sunlight stream in to lighten my mood--until you decided to send clouds and blizzards. Yeah, that really helps with the cabin fever. Stellar.
Don't worry March, I'm not giving up on you yet. But you really need to step it up, or I might just transfer my birthday to July. It was always a childhood dream of mine to have a boating birthday party on the lake... I'm just sayin'. Watch it.
Your friend (barely),