Three Little Ducks

It only feels like an hour ago I was wrapping Christmas presents and getting excited about my wedding anniversary, and now a new year has come crashing down around me and that whole season of festivities seems like a lifetime ago.  The cold harsh reality of ’normal’ life is sinking into my skin and chilling me with its icy boringness. We’ve taken down the Christmas displays at work and are now starting to clear things away in preparation for the horrors of kiosk expansion and overnight opening hours.
It’s all so very depressing.
On the other hand - I lived the yuletide life to its fullest, it’s only two weeks til my birthday, and I am feeling that only-in-the-mind-but-psychologically-uplifting-none-the-less bout of optimism that always appears for humans when the year we have struggled with is replaced by a new one. It’s as if the act of replacing one calendar with another is the same as replacing one persona with another; a way of wiping out the mistakes of a whole year and emerging reborn into a new era of possibilities. It’s a load of old bollocks but whatever gets you through the Winter darkness right?
Happy New Year, by the way.
(And the title of this blog posting - the first of 2017 - is a reference to the number of blogs I posted during the whole of last year, about which more later…..)

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