Why I Hate Spring

I hate to burst everyone’s bubbles but, I really don’t like Spring. I can’t say I am not a little excited for warmer weather, but I do not like the season.

1. Ants. I absolutely, with a burning passion, HATE Ants. Hate them. Spring means ants will soon be in my kitchen… and as I noticed last night, in my bedroom. No. Thanks. Ugh.

2. Pollen. I am very allergic to pollen except when I am pregnant, and I am not pregnant. Therefore, I am not looking forward to a flare-up of my allergies.

3. Softball Season. Next week I officially become a Softball Widow. Don’t get me wrong, I do love that my Husband has a hobby that he really enjoys and I find joy in his love for the sport but I do not so much love all of time it takes away from our family time. We have come to an agreement that we are both satisfied with but I would much rather have him home (and he would probably rather be playing more- lol).

4. Weeds. I don’t like pulling weeds, or gardening in general. I am not good at it and I don’t really have a desire to get better at it. I would like to hire a landscaping crew but Ryan thinks I am crazy. So, we just have ugly gardens.

5. Clothing. The clothing starts to get shorter and tighter. No offense, but I REALLY don’t want to stare at your ___s and ___s. I don’t want my husband to be tempted to look at them either. And, if I don’t already feel bad about my post baby body, this season reminds me of, well, how much un-happier I am. Then comes summer, and well, you might as well just walk around in your underwear.    

just sayin’

6. Mice. We have had a mouse all winter that we can’t get rid of and we have tried EVERYTHING, literally, to get rid of it. So, I am worried that Spring will bring Mighty Mouse’s friends over to party. dislike.