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May.

I, in equal parts love and loathe the month of May.

I love May because here, in Australia you can see an obvious change in the seasons. It means the Summer / Autumn wardrobe can be put away and the Winter wardrobe gets dusted off and ready to go. It means scarves. It means beanies. It means the warmer blankets can finally be put on the bed .. Just in case.

If you’re into star signs, May is the month of Taurus. ( Technically Taurus is April 20th – May 20th) Everyone has this mini celebration because Taurus tend to announce themselves in much the same way Will Smith did in his portrayal of Muhammad Ali. We walk into a room yelling “The Champ is here!” and expect everyone to acknowledge it accordingly, before ( Unlike Will Smith) demanding a huge plate of food on which we can graze and a nice comfy spot where we can sleep thus allowing everyone to get on with their day.

I love the month of May because :

• It’s my Birthday
• My Husband’s Birthday
• My Cousins Birthday
• My Sister’s Birthday
• My Mother’s Birthday
• Mothers Day

I also have the exact same birthday as two of my dearest friends (respective birthday twins) and I share a birthday with the man, the myth, the living legend himself- David Attenborough who, as we all know, turned 100 years old recently.

With all that goodness going on.. why then do I loathe it?

I loathe it because I am ardently opposed to colder weather. In particular cold mornings.

I loathe it because it always appears to be the month there is no money left- despite Hubby and I swearing black and blue we’ve not spent any.

I loathe it because despite every astrologer stating “Taurus – this year is your year” it never bloody is .. and it pissed me off ( First world problems and all. Despite my best efforts, I’ve still not won the lotto)

And honestly, I just find the month of May exhausting.

We’re already 10 days in and I feel like I could sleep for a million years.

I think I need a nap

Wake me up when it’s over will you ?

Thanks for reading

Ceej