It’s that time of year now. You know what I mean. Time for no shopping, no spending, no decorating and no fun. Christmas is over, even those of us who were careful with our credit cards need to cool it for a while, and it’s so dark and cold and yucky outside that it’s time to just sort of buckle down and get a bunch of work done until both the weather and our bank accounts are better.
It’s that time of year now.
You know what I mean. Time for no shopping, no spending, no decorating and no fun. Christmas is over, even those of us who were careful with our credit cards need to cool it for a while, and it’s so dark and cold and yucky outside that it’s time to just sort of buckle down and get a bunch of work done until both the weather and our bank accounts are better.
Some of you might protest that the party isn’t over until we’re past New Year’s Eve. If you’re thinking that, you’re probably under 30. Most of the rest of us do not voluntarily stay up past midnight unless we’re working the night shift.
Almost nobody really believes Jesus was actually born exactly on Dec. 25. It seems to be a rather arbitrary day chosen by the early church to roughly coincide with the winter solstice. So I’m not sure why we didn’t set the Christmas celebration for, say, the end of January. That’s when we could all really use something happy in our lives, don’t you think? Is it too late to move the date?
I used to find that my February birthday brightened up what is otherwise a pretty dreary and duty-ridden time of year, but again, after a certain age birthdays are more cringe-inducing than happy events.
So what are we to do until spring softens things up?
Work hard. If you knock out as many projects at work as you can, maybe you will be able to create a little pocket of time off six months from now in which you can enjoy yourself.
At home, this is the time to organize your closets, clean out your basement, and tackle every boring chore you feel guilty about not having done recently.
What I’m talking about is basically writing off this time of year completely. I feel a little bit like the elephant ears and water lilies I parked in a dark, cold corner of my basement when freezing weather hit. I’m just trying to stay alive until spring, when I can start really living again.
Oh, I know there are people out there who claim to enjoy winter. There are probably people who claim to actually enjoy root canals, too.
I do not understand these people, but of course if you’re one of them, you’re free to enjoy winter in whatever way that might be remotely possible.
Perhaps you have developed an appreciation for constantly blowing your nose, for having to wrap yourself in layers of wool outerwear before being able to run a quick errand, having to spend an hour digging out your sidewalks and driveway after every snowfall, needing to drive like a snail on icy roads, and paying a small fortune to the power company every month.
Good for you. Enjoy yourself. Perhaps you can devote warm summer evenings to doing your more unpleasant chores. I’ll be sitting on my deck with a nice beverage enjoying myself.
But until then, I’ll have my nose to the grindstone, just getting the job done and waiting for spring.
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