no resolution

Hello, where have I been? The Christmas season is finally done, over, gone. I was in Palm Springs (where my husband is originally from) over the holiday, and sometime in the afternoon of Christmas day I had this intense vision of this huge, round boulder rolling over and of all this energy being released. There is so much built up into Christmas-- all the gifts, meals, traveling, family stuff-- I think the nation goes into a low-grade mass psychosis for the entire month of December.

This rolls me right into the New Year, another crazy party. I have been developing a theory over the past few days, and that is that New Year's day comes at exactly the wrong time of year for the Northern Hemisphere. There is all this pressure to make your New Year resolutions, gear up for making plans, changes, and do something to make your life better. But really, we are in the deep of winter, and biologically we should be... sleeping a lot. And eating a lot to build up some fat! We should be snuggled up, chatting over warm cups of tea. Not getting all prepared for making changes or running around doing a bunch of stuff.

If you go with my theory, is it any wonder that we fail at our resolutions? My resolution is to put off the resolution thing until the first day of Spring. We could do a combination Spring Cleaning with our Yearly Resolutions. It makes so much more sense to me. What do you think?