So I know most people feel about January the way I feel about watching football. I don't know what's going on. And its not from lack of exposure- I've asked questions. I know. Its just that I don't ca-aaa-re. It takes forever to watch and is usually disappointing. OK this is a bad analogy but I think you get where I'm going. Most people are less than enthusiastic about January just as I am less than enthusiastic about never mind. Especially here in SLC where January means ten-degree weather and inversion so thick you can't see the gigantic mountains. January means paying off the credit card and no more Christmas splurging and trying to get to the gym and organize your house and your life and reading really depressing books because happy books make you even more depressed than depressing books. Oh and everyone EVERYONE is deathly ill. But you know, I was trying to be optimistic this January. I honestly didn't mind a break from all the holiday bustle. Bustle? That's right- bustle. And I didn't mind an excuse to hibernate inside my house reading Catcher in the Rye, drinking hot chocolate, and organizing the crap out of my medicine cabinet. For a week. And then I became as annoyed with January as everyone else. Through with the bitter cold. Through with my family being sick the entire month. Through with January being all up in my business. I'm like, come on January back up. Not cool.
Its just been a really awkward month. Due to all the illness and changes that come with a new year I haven't quite gotten back into a routine. And I think the lack of fresh air and sunlight and overexposure to Pinterest is making me twitchy and irritable. And you know what happens when I get twitchy and irritable- I blog about it. And I develop adult ADHD. I woke up this morning with all kinds of intentions to finish the laundry and clean downstairs but got distracted and ended up making blueberry muffins and going to the library with my daughter. Which, granted was a better use of my time, but even afterwards when she was watching her quiet-time movie the laundry didn't even occur to me. I started a book, got distracted ten minutes in and ended up on Goodreads. What? No fooling I still haven't done the laundry. I did not intend to blog today, yet here we are. January is literally making me crazy. Like a crazy lady who spontaneously makes blueberry muffins instead of fulfilling her cleaning responsibilities. I guess things could be a lot weirder. On the bright side, its a bit past midnight which makes this the final day of this awkward month. So, just another three months of cold and colorless SLC winter and we'll be right as rain...
*yay*
