Monday, January 11, 2010
Or: The one where I complain a lot.
Or: Why I hate January.
Let me just apologize for this post now. Before you start reading it. It's late. I'm home alone. I'm bored and....it's January. Forgive me for what you are about to read....
It's no secret that I prefer summer to winter. You know, during the holidays a little rain, a little snow, cozy sweaters and boots and comfort food is all good. It's comforting and kitschy. But after Christmas? After Christmas, I'm over it. 100% over it. Ok, I admit the first few days of January when you are all giddy with the newness of the New Year isn't bad. But for me, that giddiness wears off pretty quickly.
January is looooong. And cold. And boring. And no one wants to do anything because they're all cold and bored. And have no money cuz they spent it all on Christmas. There really does come a point were boredom takes over. It's kind of like when a kid is 'over tired' and they just act all crazy? you know? It's that. But opposite.
You come off the post holiday high to a gray let down. And around here it is literally gray. Everything is gray. It's called Tulle Fog. (too-lee) And we are in the midst of being socked in right now. We haven't seen the sun since??? Christmas??
It wears on a person. We need vitamin D, you know?
It's foggy for days and then it rains, and sometimes its foggy and rainy at the same time and then the rain stops and it's foggy some more. (pardon my run-on) Mostly it doesn't rain and it's just cold and gray without purpose.
*Side note: It really doesn't help matters that Target blinds you with bathing suits on Jan. 1. Who starts bathing suit shopping in January?? I mean, unless you're lucky enough to be vacationing in the Caribbean. It's like they're sitting back laughing at you and all your 'winter weight' and rubbing summer in your face.
At least in February we get little sneaks of spring. We might even get a day of 70* weather.
That doesn't happen in January.
And I know, I know...half the nation is in a deep freeze right now and my friends in the north don't even know what 50* in February is, let alone 70*.
I really should not be complaining.
Go ahead. Say it. Shut the heck up Corey!
There. I said it for you.
It's PMS. Or something.
No wait! It's LACK OF VITAMIN D!
Posted by Corey at 8:28 PM