Technically it’s Blue Monday today, that point in January when we all really hit a low point and it’s supposed to be the most depressing day of the year. Time for a Happy List then! These are a few of the blessings I’ve been counting over the last few weeks…
Well, this week can’t be any worse than the previous one, given the fact we lost two of the most wonderful men to walk the earth during my lifetime. This weekend I made the kids watch Labyrinth (for the umpteenth time) and Greig and I curled up on Saturday night to watch Truly, Madly, Deeply (which has been on my top 10 since I first saw it aged 16). Both experiences were more than a little bitter sweet this time.
So, 2016 feels like it has started with a bit of a bang of grief for many people I expect. I always feel quite hopeful as I start a brand new diary, wondering what the new year has in store. But when January punches you in the face a bit like this, it can leave you reeling. My advice, phone your mum or a friend. Better still, see them soon. Hold your loved ones tight and start filling that diary with coffee dates, fun days, adventures and holidays. Life is short people!
On a slighter brighter, if banal, note I tidied my pig sty of an office last week and filed my tax return. Organisation feels good, I have to admit through gritted teeth. My desk had become a complete mess in the run up to xmas and then I just shut the door on it over the holidays. But you know what they say: ‘tidy desk…procrastinating person’. Actually it does feel good to have a clean, ordered space in which to work again.
I also think that around this point is a good time to really get stuck into some of your xmas presents, perhaps the ones you’ve been saving. Just go for it now. You need it. Slather on that facial oil, wear those luxurious socks, start writing in those pretty notebooks. What are you waiting for – a rainy day? It’s January FGS, you’re never going to need them more than you do now!
What else? Oh well snow counts, yes? We got more than a little smattering in Harrogate and the kids were suitably cock-a-hoop, including Bea who doesn’t seem to remember any of the snow we’ve previously had. Love how pretty it makes everything look, especially our garden which normally looks a right state at this time of year.
And now I’ve mentioned the snow, this last point will sound even more cuckoo but I momentarily released my feet from their winter boots and socks (this was on Saturday before the snow came) and wore some pretty shoes for a change. Seriously, anyone else sick of being winter-shod now and is aching for spring?
Bye for now,