February may soon replace August as my least favorite month of the year.  I am amazed at how many sucker punches the universe managed to cram into the shortest month of the year.

For starters, on Friday I was greeted with this little surprise:

While I am relieved that my GPS and stereo are still intact, I am a little bit insulted that the thieves did not think my CD collection was worth taking.  Who doesn’t want the Sex and the City 2 soundtrack???

I guess the silver lining here is that this did not happen at my house, it would have really freaked me out if my car was broken into while sitting in my secluded (and gated) yard.  The other mildly comforting thing is that the broken window is not the crappiest incident of my month (not a very satisfying silver lining, but a silver lining nonetheless).  Other gifts from not-so-friendly February have included: an ear infection, arguments and hurt feelings, and a sweet little bout of insomnia.

There are seven days left in February and the suck factor appears to be multiplying daily. I am legitimately concerned about what this next week has in store for me.

I guess the only way to look at this month is that the universe is making sure I remember who is in charge.

If you are listening universe… message received… please call off the hounds.