Dear August,

It's nothing personal, but my greatest wish is to see you go. I find you too full of things that require too much effort and after a summer full of unabated stress, I'm losing my cool. The mommy monster, though uninvited, has taken up permanent residency and marital bliss has been fraying around the edges. So August, to you I say, "GO AWAY!"

Now September, ahhhh September, with her many promise of relief - of belated vacations, of a husband who's not working night and day and weekend, of a school that's up and running, of a family finally moved into a home, of order renewed - she is very welcome.

Sincerely,
Saddie

PS Thank you for the stormy weather. It has brought a measure of true delight.