Beware the Entire Month of March

The heck with the Ides. This whole month is a pain.

I hate March. I know we all complain about January being the longest month ever, but I really think it’s March. At this point, I just want it to be warm outside. I’m tired of the cold. I’m tired of the layers. I’m tired of being holed up at home day after day. I haven’t seen some of my neighbors in months. In the spring and summer, when we head to the playground, a five minute walk inevitably takes us 15 minutes or more because of all the people we run into. But not in March – unless it’s fake spring.

Fake spring is the best and the worst. It’s part of the reason March is so cruel. It gives us small glimmers of spring. A few of our hyacinths have bloomed. A few days we’ve been able to go outside with sweatshirts instead of jackets. A few days we played outside and delayed dinner because it was finally nice enough to play outside. One glorious day I sat outside to do some work. But without fail, I was back in my parka the next day. And the days of wearing my parka are better than the days I wear my fleece when I need my parka and freeze. The whole month is a mindfuck. 

Evidence of fake spring

It feels like it’s been March for months. I desperately want it to end. But as soon as I say that, the next thing out of my mouth is “OMG how is it almost April?” Because seriously how is it almost April? I’m not prepared for April. April is spring break, our anniversary, Lucy’s birthday and my sister’s birthday. This is where I spiral. I need to make dinner reservations for spring break and book bikes to rent. I need to figure out what we’re doing for Lucy’s birthday. To the surprise of no one, the list of things she wants to do and people she wants to invite changes daily if not hourly. And Andrew and my 10-year wedding anniversary? Well that will be celebrated at a later date.

In March, it all just feels worse. The mornings are dark and cold. The evenings are light and cold. And the days just fly by – and they’re usually cold too. I think it’s part of the reason I find myself struggling to keep up. Or at least, that’s what I’m telling myself. I am sure part of it is the season of life I’m in – two kids and starting a business. I’m saying yes to every opportunity that comes my way. I’m saying yes to (almost) every opportunity to volunteer at the kids’ schools. I’m saying yes to it all. And it all feels harder because it’s March. 

So if you’re in the same boat as me, hang in there. It’ll be April before we know it.

(Oh, and no links this week because, well, see above.)