It doesn’t feel any different.
The first day of January is always a bit of a slap in the face. It’s always so sudden to me. Maybe because November and December are always really stressful, what with the holidays, one very important professional meeting, the onset of winter, and wrapping up my big introductory geology class.
And then suddenly, it’s over.
I realize all the things I didn’t finish that I thought I’d have done by now.
My head swims, but that might be from last night’s champagne.
Now, it’s the evening of the first day. It’s snowing. Life resumes at its normal pace for (nearly) everyone tomorrow.Am I ready?No. But I’m never really ready. I just plunge in.So, here goes!
Yeah, I feel the same way. Didn’t even bother to stay up for midnight. Started picking up a little bit today but not quite ready to put Christmas away yet.