January to be renamed.
Well the decorations are down, leaving the house strangely sterile, the last of the Christmas chocolate is slowly going stale and grey by the sofa, I threw out some mouldering ham which I energetically cooked pre Christmas but just didn’t have room in my belly to squeeze it in.
The television schedule has returned to its default setting of predictable, homogenous, bland and awful. (no real change from Xmas really).
January has started cold but looks rapidly to be turning to mush.
I haven’t been fishing for weeks.
I feel ill.
I’m not sleeping well.
The cat has done something unspeakable on my Fiancés new boots.
I've run out of whiskey.
I'm much heavier than I was in December.
Please someone tell me that there is a point to January otherwise I’m going to rename it Crapuary…
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