My blog sabbatical** extended an extra week, thanks to a seasonal cold that kicked me flat and left me off the road.
Interesting, isn’t it, that every member of Team Mimi got sick?!
Is that Life’s commentary on the impact of stress and grief? But, if we all had to get sick, I can give thanks for the timing.
Look at this week: a return to Daylight Saving Time and International Women’s Day, Monday’s a Full Worm Supermoon, and a Friday the 13th. These four events lead to the biggie: next week’s Spring Equinox.
So much activity compressed into 12 short days? Normally, I don’t wig out on calendars. Curious, I found connections and learned new trivia:
- It’s Daylight Saving Time, not Daylight Savings Time.
The worst part of this spring forward/fall back shenanigan? More car accidents and road deaths occur on the Monday after the spring time shift.
A Stanford University study analyzed 20+ years of highway accident figures and reported a 5.3% hike in the “spring forward” Monday accident rate. Blame sleep disruption.
Drive carefully tomorrow, friends!
- It’s International Women’s Day this Sunday. For 43 years, we’ve been celebrated. Why don’t I feel better about this event?
First, it took until 1977 for such a day to be declared? Why not sometime in the previous 1,977 years?
When’s real change going to occur? This isn’t a political statement. It’s more like a truth‐check for Women.
We’re half the population. Why can’t a woman be America’s president? If not our generation, when?
- It’s a Full Worm Supermoon on Monday at precisely 12:48p Houston time. Thank Native Americans for the naming. It’s how they tracked the year’s seasons. Every March, the tribes noted that earthworms returned to the topsoil, encouraging birds to feed again.
“Supermoon” merely means the lunar orb appears bigger and brighter because its orbit that month involves “perigee” that swings it closer to earth.
Get ready: we’ve got full supermoons each month through May.
- Friday the 13th looms large for those with paraskevidekatriaphobia. Yes, that’s fear of Friday the 13th. I’m looking forward to it. If you add up the numbers — as in 1+3 — it equals 4, my luckiest number. Bring it on, baby!
A week later, Spring arrives on March 20th. Then the calendar slides back into routine, day‐to‐day. Breathe…
I’m so ready. It’s been a tough four months but I’ve turned a corner.
Self‐care matters. So does forward movement.
Let this week pass, then let spring begin!
** NOTE: A special shout‐out to Ellen: thank you for understanding and carrying forward with RoadBroads. I am grateful for you!