I hate January! I always try to leave town to escape it. Over the years I’ve gone to Hawaii, Arizona and California in an effort to get away. When I am stuck at home during January I like to hide in my house by the fire and count the days till it is over. Unfortunately, there are always walkways to shovel and cars to dig out from under the snow. Once the shoveling is done I go from the warmth of the house to the warmth of the car, then to the warmth of a store, back to the car and so forth. I don’t know why but, January always seems three times longer than any other month. This year it seemed like an endurance test but I survived it. It is again in the past. Hallelujah!
I have a proposition for those in charge. Let’s draw up a law forbidding Januarys. That way New Years Eve would be celebrated shortly after Christmas and New Years Day would be February 1. We’d be that much further toward spring and nice weather. And we’d get rid of most of the cold, snowy, blowy, slick road, frozen pipe, nastiness that greets us every new year.
What do you think?
