One of the main factors is March, or as I like to call it, 'The Month Of Mummiversaries'. As I told you a few weeks back, my Mum died five years ago this month. March was also her birthday month. It normally also contains Mothering Sunday, although that's in April this year. Now, I don't turn the calendar over on the first day of March and say, "Right, that's it! Time for moping and misery!" but there is something about it that gets me down. I guess I subconsciously associate the time of year - the weather, the flowers, the general Marchness of March - with not-so-nice things. I wish I didn't feel this way and I try to be jolly but that kind of makes it worse because deep down I know there is a reason why I'm overcompensating with the jolly and I always end up upset.
Like this morning.
I was really snappy with Chris last night. And the television. And the internet. I ended up stomping off to bed in a strop. (Poor Chris - If I were him I wouldn't put up with me!) I woke up this morning and was still in a huge grump and because of this Chris went off to work in a grump too. This made me feel bad and I cried. I cried big massive bawling sobs and I must have sounded like a wounded animal. It was an Oscar-worthy display of emotion, even if I do say so myself.
I made a cup of tea and fetched my laptop and I told Twitter I was upset and I received a flood of wonderful soothing tweets. The Twitterfolk made me smile, laugh and a couple gave me the kick up the backside that I needed. They really cheered me up and it was like all the storm clouds dissolved and Twitter had switched the sunshine back on.
My iPhone bing-binged and I had a lovely text from Chris's Mum. She reads my tweets, you see, and she'd seen that I was having a crazy moment and she told me to call her. I did and we had a lovely long chat which made me feel even brighter. (I'm really pleased that Chris's Mum is so fab and that she isn't one of those terrible mother-in-law types.)
I then texted Chris and apologised for my ratty behaviour.
As I wandered down to the shed I saw that my first crocuses had appeared. Also, the sun was shining so I grabbed my camera and took the photograph that's up at the top of this post. The first snowdrop is still going and he looks even prettier than he did last week :
Chris arrived home at lunchtime and brought with him cappuccinos, almond croissants, a bunch of roses and a big cuddle. I know. How wonderful is he?!
So my day started out badly today but it has got better and better. Thank you, kind people - both the real ones and the ones who live in my computer * - for making me smile today. You're all ace.
* I have stolen this phrase from the lovely Apryl at Meridian Ariel.
