Spring fever

I have it, the fever, the anticipation, the itch, whatever it is, I have it. I have it so
bad that I pray every night for just one warm sunny day, just one. I think it will be here tomorrow and I don't think I can go to bed tonight. I want to be awake when it gets here. I'm trying to talk Jody into a Bumpers night out just in case it comes by
dinner time, but I'm sure it will wait until I am asleep. I feel like a little girl waiting for Santa Claus, but to me this is bigger than Santa, it is the coming on of my very favorite season Springtime. If I were not afraid of bugs, I'd sleep outside. I can't help it, I just don't like them - bugs.

I want to sit by the edge of my flower bed and see if I can watch the daffodil open up.
I can already see signs of budding in the bushes and trees but its just not happening fast enough for me...patience, I know, but I'm tired of being patient, I'm ready for spring!