Thoughts on January

This time of year is a funny one. A horrible one in fact, when I think about it. You get paid early in December by work, who think they’re doing you a favour by squeezing in your pay packet before Christmas, when in fact all this does is make January the most financially uncomfortable month of the year as you try and spread yourself as thinly as possible so as not to upset the credit card companies too much. But, of course, with the January sales and the misery that comes with the cold weather and the realisation that all the fun is over until the summer (if that ever shows up), all you want to do is blow your money on Stuff and food and drink and more Stuff. But of course, you’ve made a new year’s resolution to give up drinking for a while, and to try and change your dietary habits into something resembling fit for human consumption, and you’ve decided that this is the year that’s going to change your life; this is the year that you’re going to make your mark on the world and show all the brain-dead consumer monkeys (who just don’t understand) that you’re really going to break out of it this time. Except it’s really dark when you get in from work, and what with all the salad and fruit juice in your diet, you’ve only really got the energy to sit in front of the TV and watch those West Wing DVDs which you got for Christmas, before dragging yourself to bed, knocking the pen and paper off the bedside table, which you put there on New Year's Day to capture all those great ideas you expect to have just before you fall asleep.

Happy New Year Everyone