March has always been my most hated month and this one has been particularly cruel. Not only was it gloomier, rainier and snowier than usual–after a freakishly mild February–but I also lost my steam and my mojo along the way. There were a few bright spots, though, and this is my round-up of my crumble of blessings.
We’re deep in winter and yet I feel all warm and gooey inside. Quite possibly because climate change made springtime out of February. Or it could be because my February was full of too many things to love. Read on to find out what I’ve been up to and my top picks of the month:
The world is burning but I can still find ways to distract myself. Here are my top picks for this month:
This spring is killing me in ways our mild winter never did. Where art thou, sunshine? I can’t keep wearing the same old pair of pants for another 30 days and the rest of my jeans all have some wear and tear in them. Anywho, clearly my sartorial choices have not been part of my monthly obsession. What has?
T.S. Eliot was wrong, April isn’t the cruelest month–it’s March. By that point I can barely tolerate another second of winter, my New Year’s motivation is long gone and the time switch messes with my energy levels. I can barely function. Still, there were a few gems to be found in this terrible, torturous 31-day stretch.