I’m going through a bit of a New Year’s slump. While everyone else is making resolutions and starting diets and workout programs, I’m contemplating crawling back into bed and spending the entire day watching Lifetime movies.
I don’t know what my problem is, except that I hate winter. I really do. I enjoy PARTS of it, like Christmas and the first snow and that hike I went on with my SIL last year, but for the most part I hate the cold, gray days, the dry skin, the constant illnesses, and most of all the getting-dark-at-4pm part. Seasonal affective disorder, you’re a nasty foe.
BTW, can I just tell you how upsetting it is to me to see Christmas trees discarded on the curb on Dec. 26? There are 12 DAYS of Christmas, people! Remember the song? The wise men didn’t even make it to the manger until Jan. 6! Well, that’s the date of Epiphany in 2013, anyway. But the point is, starting Christmas right after Halloween and ending it the day after Dec. 25th is just wrong. Besides, what’s the hurry? A pretty, lighted tree makes the dark days of January almost manageable. Or maybe I’m just a procrastinator.
I’m trying to rally. I’m forcing myself to fight the crowds at the gym, take the dog for a walk now and then for some fresh air, going to bed early, eating healthy food. But the “why bothers” keep creeping in.
Anyone got any words of advice for me? Short of booking a trip to Hawaii, got any tips or tricks for renewing one’s enthusiasm and making it to spring with one’s sanity intact? I’m all ears.
PLUG O’ THE DAY: I just realized it’s been exactly one year since I launched my ebook, Mama Insider: Laughing (And Sometimes Crying) All the Way Through Pregnancy, Birth, and the First 3 Months. If you know any new moms who need a laugh, spread the word, will you? And if any of you got one of those new-fangled Kindle thingies for Christmas, you can buy the Kindle version on Amazon.