March 4, 2010
don’t forget it’s March
Marching on in March is a challenge for me who alwavs wants to do less than nothing much in March.
I gave up wondering why and have decided to just enjoy being a mimic of scrooge before the angel appeared…but getting off of it.
Giving up the “go away attitude” has paid off. There’s been a small rush of people from before coming back to participate again.
Oldies but goodies piling onto the bus. it’s good to talk again and discover what’s been happening.
in March everything seems like more labor but it isn’t.
I notice I use the word but a lot. and, I groan often.
Everything seems like an unfair burden when it really isn’t. everything seems like it’s got to be done today but it doesn’t.
days that were cleared for creativity seem to jam up with people’s problems.
Things hurt that were not meant to… weather does what it wasn’t supposed to and it changes what I didn’t want changed.
The light in my car that isn’t supposed to light up makes the garage downtown a dreaded destination
even though the bill wasn’t even three hundred dollars.
People I don’t want to talk to, want to talk to me. packages contain things that are not wanted…
some who wanted things don’t want what came… unevoked advice comes in on email… and insults try to inch in.
I throw away the nasty sarcastic letters that I rough draft out, after I enjoy their humor and after I see my ugly reactions happening…
I say, “oh look, it’s March again,” and my husband says, “don’t forget it’s March.”
