Optimism

I'm not really sure what difference it will make, but when I noticed that today was the last day of the month it made me really happy. Whenever I have something going on that I'd like to get over with (grieving, cold weather, etc.) I erroneously equate the passing of time on the calendar with the end of whatever it is that's bugging me. Yes, it's true that the more days that go by the more the seasons transition from one to the next, but it's foolishness (where we live anyway) to believe that on April first we will have arrived at warm, sunny, guaranteed-snow-free weather. As much as I L.O.V.E our state, this time of the year makes me flirt with thoughts of going south and freeing ourselves of cabin fever and winter coats and all of their accompaniments two months sooner. Oh, Lord, take me away! (Or else give me the patience necessary for Spring in Wisconsin!)