I hate January. It has me in a funk...as usual this time of year. I just get sluggish and moody after Christmas. Even my blog posts aren't coming along as fast as they were. I don't know if things would be different had I not become a teacher, but as soon as Christmas break is over I'm depressed for weeks. There is nothing in the near future to look forward to except really cold, rainy weather and stir crazy preschoolers (as well as teachers).
Work stinks because we're coming down from the holiday high...first, we have Halloween and the parties, costumes and treats that go along with that. Then Thanksgiving, where we get out for three days and we make all kinds of cool art projects. Then December is just fun all around with food and presents and parties. But what the heck do we do with January? We make the requisite snowmen in art...but what's the point of that when it hardly ever snows here? I get tired of reading books about snow when it's 50 degrees outside. And we have no break at school until mid March. Not even a day off unless we get a day out for an ice storm...and we have to make those up in June.
And just the general mood of January is no fun. It's usually cloudy and the sun goes down at 5. I don't like coats or sweaters...and my skin dries up like an itchy prune. I'm not fond of February either, but at least it's short and closer to spring. The sun stays out a little longer. I can survive February...at least there is Valentine's Day to make things fun at school.
I'm literally counting down the days until spring on a calendar on my front door. I really should live in Florida. I'm SO not a winter person...
Okay, I'm done bi*chin' now.