February began with heatwaves, Year of the Rabbit festivities and combined birthday/farewell festivities for my sister.
It ended with 80s themed 30th celebrations for The Man, replete with pinballs, teased hair and the prospect of impending adulthood (read: doom.)
It was also a month in which I attempted to go alcohol-free for the month's entirety. And failed. Which leaves #5 on the 30x30 list still unfulfilled.
I always find the end of February slightly melancholic. Goodbye summer. Hello reality.
A weekend away in your own city is a most novel thing.