The dog days of December.

The week between Christmas and New Year’s is a hard one. Work sucks, there’s the inevitable post-celebration letdown, and the family and friend lovefest is likely starting to wear.

Unless you’re a sitcom family – they do seasonal well.

Family Ties

My ambivalence is being made worse by the cold front that’s descended: it’s hard to sort my feelings when I’m freezing. Minus twenty-six Celsius (minus fifteen Fahrenheit) is not for the faint of heart, and the bumps I’m giving the thermostat indicate mine is quite timid.

I’d feel like a whiny snowflake save for the above-referenced cultural universality.

It’s funny how we fail to give ourselves grace. It’s interesting how often patterns repeat.

December 2018

(header credit: December Blues YouTube (music))

8 thoughts on “The dog days of December.

  1. You are so right about this being a weird time of year. I’m constantly asking the family what day it is. I’m eating random celebratory food because it’s in the house and sitting around watching TV with no motivation whatsoever. I can’t image being cold on top. Give yourself a break.

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    1. 💖 Thank you. Not knowing the day of the week is a struggle (though I’ve also come to realize it mostly doesn’t matter). I’m also eating celebratory food: no one has to worry about the leftover brie 😉


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