Ridiculousness

The people who made calendars? The teachers that teach children that a month=4 weeks? I would like to one day punch them in the face - right along with all state employees and customer service reps who transfer your call a half a dozen times to keep you on hold for 10 minutes at a time to finally disconnect you without ever having answered a single question you had for them. There goes one hour of your life you are never getting back - I digress.

Starting VERY early on, children (namely, myself, dunno 'bout you folks) are taught that there are 7 days in one week and 4 weeks in one month. As you get older, you learn by paychecks that there are 52 weeks in one year. So far, I've been okay with that.

THENNNNN, I get pregnant, become a mom, and guess what? It's ALL bogus! Here's why. Up to about 3 months (of pregnancy age and baby age), you go by how many weeks your pregnanacy and/or baby is, yes? Well, I did. Any time someone asked, I replied, "oh I'm 7 weeks pregnant" or "oh, she's 10 weeks old" and so on. At some point, the counting of the weeks stop because, well, it.just.does. Anyhoot, here is my complaint with the stupid calendar system. In actuality, a month has 4.333 weeks (average); NOT 4! I hate you, Mister-or-Missus-Kindergarten-First-Second-grade-teacher for not advising me of this then (when do you learn the days and weeks anyway?). My point is, because I'm supposed to, I'll go by the date of the month and stop having my phone count the weeks for me. I just wanted to make a point somewhere that not only is this inaccurate, but I really think they should have thought it through better! Or maybe it's the teachers' faults for actually going along with "children, there are 7 days in one week, and 4 weeks in one month"? If I knew then what I know now, I'd have yelled across the room "You're lying, teacher!!!" to have myself sent to the corner with a letter home to my parents telling them how disruptive I was in class and then I would get sent to the corner again by my parents AFTER they smack me around some with a ladle or a slipper or something else close at hand (by the way, my neighbors tell me this -the notes home from school?- are done by email now - how cool is that?). My thoughts for the day. You can tell me I have too much time on my hands, but if you're reading this, you mustn't have anything better to do with your time, do ya??? And yes, really, I have given it a lot of thought and yes, small, stupid things sometimes irk me. Am I counting weird? Yes. My point is, I was taught that 4 weeks = 1 month. That. Is. Not. The. Case.

This (below), is my heart. And that (above) is what I do when my heart is sleeping because i.feel.like.it.