February Blues: Reflections on the Worst Month of the Year
If you know me, you know that I am overall and abundantly in possession of a sunny disposition. I’d like to remind you of this (or tell you for the first time) so that you don’t have to worry about reading a mopey rant about hating winter. I have made a few observations about the month of February, and I would simply like to express them.
Every year I find myself growing weary of winter after about the middle of January. By the time February rolls around, I have had it. Think about it. It comes after November, December, and January. It’s like winter is punching you in the face for three months and then , in February, you’re on the ground and it’s telling you to bite the sidewalk.
But it’s only 28 days you say. Yeah, they got rid of a few days because people were complaining. Stick an extra day on July and August, they said. This is February’s only redeeming quality, but it’s also 28 days too long.
The snow has piled up for months and it’s getting all black and rock-hard on the sides of the road. No more snow, you think to yourself as you drive by massive frozen mounds wondering when it’s all going to finally melt.
Also, consider the holidays that February gives us. First we have Groundhog Day, which without the movie would be exciting for people living in Punxsutawney, and anyone in elementary school. Not really a holiday in the standing of Christmas, or even Arbor Day. Then we have “Send a Card to a Friend Day” on the 7th, which is really pushing it card companies, since Valentine’s Day is only a week later. Ah yes, Valentine’s. For many millions it is a day to be reminded of your loneliness, and for many millions more it is a day to fulfill a joyless obligation. But for some, perhaps, the day can be used to express genuine affection. It should be noted that Organ Donor Day is also on the 14th, which works because a lot of people are getting their hearts ripped out of their chests anyway.
Honestly, February is just the month that comes at the end of winter. It doesn’t have those warm days that you find in March with its flower buds and returning robins. March is the assurance that warm weather is coming. February is the dark just before the dawn.
Thank God it’s not February anymore.