This morning I revealed something to my wife (something that, she assures me, I have told her numerous times before):
August is my least favorite month of the year.
There is no football. It’s still hot. Vacations are over. Baseball hasn’t started its playoff run. It’s still hot. I can’t wait for September. But am I alone? Anybody else out there hate August?
Today’s question is a simple one: What’s your least favorite month of the year?