April 5, 2017
My name is April and I hate April. The month, that is. There. I’ve said it. Well … “hate” may be a strong word, but the month of April certainly poses some special challenges for me!
April Fools’ Day:
A day spent constantly asking “Are you kidding?” (Because you just never know.)
are no longer available. And that’s just SAD :-( !
Increased paranoia and embarrassment
for 30 days:
Paranoia because every time I hear “April” I think someone is talking about me.
Embarrassment because I’m always asking “What?” when they’re NOT talking about me. I appear vain – and that’s embarrassing.
Examples: “April is gonna be great!” “How about April?”
Actually I don’t really hate this day because I make my husband do the taxes. And, if we get a little refund, maybe that new Coach purse I’ve been eyeing can come home to me!
a lot … everything is still mostly dead
… and it smells
(especially those stinky Bradford pear trees).
I’m a triplet
and, no my twins are not named May and June. And my middle name is not May, either! If I had a dollar for every time I have been asked those questions, I’d be a wealthy woman!
Where do you fall? Is it the month to slog through before the real spring starts, or does it perk you up like those May flowers coming after all these April showers? Let us know below!