As if with a swoosh of a paint brush, January is gone.
Wow, the first month of the new year is behind us, and I can hardly believe it. Those 31 days zoomed by for me, probably because I was house painting for the first three weeks of the month. I fell into bed every night, exhausted.
Now, of course, I’m reveling in my thick carpet and unblemished walls. It was worth it, and we’re thinking of tackling the pantry and my office with paint brushes (and, if I’m very, very good and very, very lucky, crown molding in my office).
There’s no rest for the wicked! February looms, and it’s dotted with special events. Groundhog Day, the Super Bowl (is anyone else psyched about the Honda commercial riffing on “Ferris Bueller’s Day Off”?), Valentine’s Day (my Beloved and I are negotiating on how to celebrate), Presidents Day, Mardi Gras, Ash Wednesday and an extra-special extra day of the month: Feb. 29. I’m also hoping to celebrate some more 50-degree days like I got in January — that’s special.
With all that’s going on, I looked for a quote online and found this gem, which made me chuckle, it’s so full of doom and gloom.
“February is a suitable month for dying. Everything around is dead, the trees black and frozen so that the appearance of green shoots two months hence seems preposterous, the ground hard and cold, the snow dirty, the winter hateful, hanging on too long.”
~ Anna Quindlen, One True Thing
Here’s to hoping for more out of February than, well, dying. Here’s to sunshine and light.