May is a bummer. This May in particular has not started out well. My last college class was the previous Monday, but I still had the burden of a final paper which I had to plough through this past week; on top of that, I had a half dozen new work projects, my two writer’s group projects, weekly and monthly reports (and one of them was somebody else’s) and I found out that I had to try to work in a request for time off to match my doctor’s shrinking schedule which is already booked through July.
Many of the television series I either watch or tape decided not to save their season ending episodes for May sweeps, and ended them the week before. The movies on cable are second-rate yawn inducing time wasters. Now that I’ve sat through four of the past five Saturdays at the opera, and the season is ending tonight (fittingly, with the final ever performance of the current interpretation of Gotterdammerung), entertainment has become a drag.
Add the week of intense rain we’ve had, and May is coming in like a rhino and is likely to go out like a sloth.