January Blues

January. 

Blah.

That sums up how I feel about dreary January - how about you? Gone is my motivated glow from January 1st and the intent to start afresh and honour those new goals I've set. The reality is it’s cold, dark and I’m working long hours. All I can focus upon is the upcoming weekend when I can roll up in a duvet and watch Peaky Blinders (totally hooked and already on series two btw).
How can I feel this exhausted only two weeks back into the daily grind? I’m a textbook case of the January-blues and mourning the end of Christmas festivities, that's why. I basically reserve the entire series of Strictly Come Dancing to build up to Christmas which, ultimately, is three months of setting myself up for the biggest come down. Not even Call The Midwife's new season can ease these symptoms. Side effects include deafness to alarm clock, excessive sighing and caffeine-dependency. 

Case in Point.
Snow in December? Utterly romantic and festive. Life is like living in a giant snow globe!
Snow in January? Pain in the arse. Could. Not. Be. More. Annoying.


It was quite funny that I should stumble upon a note I had written exactly this time last year, two weeks back into the working world after the most incredible six months travelling the Americas with my new husband...

[ 2017 ] Two weeks after...

The Christmas decks are down, the empty Champagne bottles in the recycling, the tan is disappearing quicker than the pine needles are dropping and the Oyster card has been dusted off for my first week back at work. Wow, that’s a shock to the system! What's terrifying is how quickly I’m remembering what life used to be like before our trip and I can feel myself slipping back into old habits. Working late, grabbing a sandwich on the run, excuses for not going to the gym; just a few of the minor lifestyle adjustments I had vowed to correct. Life on the big open road gives you the luxury of time and wishful thinking fuelled by some new-found perspective. So, whilst I'm secretly craving to jet off again (don't worry, Boss, I won't), it's time to refill the coffers and reinstate some routine into our lives (also a luxury). I just have to remember the calming influence of knowing that I've spread my wings and now it's time to return to the nest. 

Bad habits creeping back in and that rose-tinted perspective ebbing away - sound familiar? The irony of talking about life calming down is that I was technically homeless at the time of writing this last year and days away from a job offer that would move us to New York! No wonder I've added "settling down" to my 2018 Life Goals!


A saying comes to mind, ‘What a difference a day makes...’ (or maybe it’s a song lyric...?). Either way, whilst I’m sipping on my Starbucks Blonde Vanilla Latte (a new substitute for the Chestnut Praline Latte I had come to adore), I’m thinking what a difference a year makes too. It’s comforting, in a way, that I felt this way last year and then went on to have an incredible year, one I'll never forget. 

The moral of the story? 

If you’re feeling downbeat today, it doesn’t dictate that your tomorrow will be the same. Maybe 'Blue Monday' is more of a 'Blue Week' for some of us. While we might all have down days, my 2017 turned out pretty incredible. Totally unexpected and different in every way possible but full, exciting and happy. Who’s to say 2018 won’t be just as fabulous? Roll on February I say!  

My favourite blogger's posts on the theme of the New Year...

In The Frow - How I Keep The New Year Blues At Bay
Lily Pebbles - New Year, Same Me
What Olivia Did - Looking Ahead in 2018

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