Oh January

Clinging on for dear life

January, you have been such a fuck head.

You’ve taken icons, made me doubt myself, rained on my parade at every available opportunity.

You’ve made me want to bury my head under the pillow and hide from the entire world until you’ve passed by.

But, I think we’re just about there. I can see tomorrow, and tomorrow is payday, my doorway through which to flounce into February.

Feb is Feminist Film Month here on A Voluptuous Mind and I am oh so excited about that. I’m getting tattooed again on the 2nd and I’ve been able to face a few of my responsibilities head on (read: debt) and put them to bed, so in many ways February is already shaping up to be better.

Anyway, some positive things about January, before I kiss it goodbye. I mean, it’s been rotten but it’s not been allllllll bad:

  • I won a regular argument with myself and (mostly) continued to work out during this shitty month. The difference between me working out and me not is unreal – I am so much more centred when I’ve sweated and my legs ache.
  • I’ve almost finished Jessica Jones (2 episodes to go). I can’t say I like it or enjoy it that much, it just feels good not to have quit and to be (almost) done.
  • I bought some new leopard print bedding.
  • I’ve read two great books: Life Moves Pretty Fast: The Lessons We Learned From Eighties Movies (And Why We Don’t Learn Them From Movies Any More) by Hadley Freeman and Hidden Bodies by Caroline Kepnes.
  • Pretty Little Liars came back on.
  • I didn’t quit my job and run crying from the building. Yet (there is still the rest of today and tomorrow).
  • I was reminded just what a decent, loving man I am married to and I couldn’t be more grateful.

How’ve you guys been?

Incidentally, it seems January and I have quite the dance each year. My old foe.