I'm not a big fan of January. Although, I don't mind bundling up under a cozy blanket or the way my kitchen smells when my older girls get on their baking kick (DAMMIT!) oh, and how the sky and stars seem so much brighter, especially at night.
I'm not sure if I can explain it other than a feeling of anticipation, like something BIG is about to happen (good, bad, whatever) and then, you know, it doesn't.
Partly, because Mother Nature seems to be feeling the same way OR going all pre-menopausal and can't decide if she's hot or cold (I know how she feels, DAMMIT!) frankly, I think she's saving up and, maybe like the rest of Jersey, I'm just waiting for the other stiletto to fall.
In the meantime, I've got a houseful of my own crazy to deal with and I just wish the woman would make up her mind, you know?
Then the wench goes and turns the lights on this morning and, well, DAMMIT, just like a woman, eh? Now what am I going to complain about?
I know, I'll just go ahead and get a jumpstart on my spring cleaning.
[one beat, two beats]
Heh, so, how long did it take for you to see right through that piece of fibbery?
Actually, I'm going to work on taking down the Christmas lights and maybe even the last of the indoor decorations, too (don't judge) since, you know, Valentine's Day is just around the corner.
Although, at second glance, they do seem to have A LOT of red in them, don't the? So it's legal, right?
[sound of crickets, chirping]
Riiiiight. If anybody needs me, I'll be upstairs pretending that...WHY YES!...nutcrackers most certainly ARE an important part of Easter, or something.
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