I am writing this on March 31st, and due to a horror of March dropping more things on my head last-minute I am not going to post it until tomorrow. It doesn't count as bragging if nobody's seen it yet, right? Right. (I will update this paragraph if anything awful happens on Tuesday.) (Nothing awful happened on Tuesday. Tuesday was nice and relaxed.)
Anyway. March! My goal for the month was Live Through March, I have lived through March, all is well. Now I can continue with various organize and declutter goals that got delayed by March Happening, and hang out with friends, and sit down and properly compose this song that's been pounding on my brain trying to get out, or maybe skip it in favor of the other one that just jumped me and is more cheerful and representative of my actual existence, and clean off my desk, and actually write up this insight I had about Why We Are All So Busy These Days that I have been meaning to share, although obviously not all at once and in fact not as fast as I had been planning because dealing with chicken mites has been occupying really irritatingly large chunks of my time lately. We are not all so busy because of chicken mites, chicken mites are irrelevant to most people's busyness levels, that is not the insight.
March did eat the Spring Egg Hunt I was planning to do again this year, which is a darned shame. But between the mites and the busyness (and the earliness of Easter this year) there was no time for planning and prep, so instead we will be going off to a community egg hunt in Los Altos this weekend. I expect it'll be a bit of a madhouse. Maybe we can do one here later in the spring, or for Morgan's birthday. With any luck the mites will be gone eventually, yes? Some day?
Soon we have out-of-town visitors and the great lawyer document signing day and my birthday and cherry blossom festivals and concerts in the plaza and all manner of excitement. And right now I have Lived Through March. Go me.