It turns out it’s all my fault. I’m moody and difficult to live with because I’m dreading the onset of my thirties. Actually, in all the fun and games and moody atmosphere, I’d forgotten it’s nearly my birthday, but I’ve always loved it when people use pseudo-psychology to shift the blame away from themselves.
Ignoring all that and being positive - this is the first January for years that we haven’t been shivering under snow, and I’ve got tomorrow off, so I can open that tin of luxury chocolates I got for Christmas, drown myself in decent red wine, stay up late to watch the NFL play-off highlights, and then walk it all off when I get up tomorrow afternoon.
Happy times….. If you ignore the unhappiness…..
RC 6-1-14
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