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.
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.
(header credit: December Blues YouTube (music))