you've got to be kidding me...

Last night around dinner time, Bill looked at the calendar and flipped the page to March.

I gave him a look, and said, "It's not March yet."

"Close enough", he said.

I frowned..."the calendar can't say March when it's still February."

Exasperated (I'm sure), he turned around and changed it back, with a shake of his head and a big sigh escaping from his throat, loud enough for me to hear (of course).

Why the big deal?
I'm sure it really wasn't...guess I just wanted to be contrary...sometimes it's fun!