Longest. Month. Ever.

I don't know what it was about May, but it seemed like the month would never end.

Sometimes that would be a good thing.  This was not one of those times.

The month drug on and on and on.  Until I wanted to cry . . . or scream.

I think part of the problem was the fact that the first of May was on a Sunday -- so there were five Sundays this month.  I don't know why that should make a difference, but it seemed like it did.

The month mostly ended well, which almost made up for the mediocre and full-out not good parts that came before.  It was nice to spend Memorial Day in Decatur with my parents and E and N.  M came with me also and we had a chance to talk during the 6+ hours we were in the car.  She drove more than half of the time and I really appreciated not having to drive the entire trip.

So, tomorrow is a new month.  Only thirty days, not thirty-one.

We'll see how it goes.