I have a friend who heartily dislikes February. I congratulated her when she survived it this year, mostly because I was also congratulating myself for surviving it.
The hardest thing about February wasn't the snow or the shoveling or the long commutes or even the long walks when the public transportation wasn't running - it was the exhaustion from dealing with all of these things and then getting up the next day and facing it all over again.
Here are some of the month's highlights:
(1) Sledding in the park and walking across a frozen solid pond.
(2) Having some nice people on the subway make room for me. (One nice lady even pulled me onto the subway with her after we had waited through three previously full trains)
(3) Visiting the Longfellow House in honor of George Washington's Birthday (the Longfellow House was GW's war headquarters when he was in Boston)
(4) Visiting the Isabella Stewart Gardner Museum (for free) and deciding that :
(a) I kind of wish Isabella and I could have been friends
(b) I want her house
(c) I am very upset that someone stole a lot of artwork from there in 1990
(d) I want Ally Carter to write a fictional story in the Heist Society series solving the heist.
(5) Shoveling snow one weekend for 8 hours and then rejoicing by jumping around in the snow
(6) Finding a good doughnut shop near my house
(7) Walking in the snow back from the temple
(8) Going to Dallas (for work training) and finding boots for Boston. (Since Boston is sold out and back-ordered until June)