Scary Red Coffee Cups

I think Thanksgiving should be the holiday with resolutions, rather than New Years. New Years resolutions are just too easy. By January 1st, the excess is behind you. If you live in a normal climate, it's cold and snowy and you just want to stay in anyway; if you live in California, it's clear, the mostly invisible snow-capped mountains are out, and you're filled with a sense of possibility. Resolutions are no problem. It's now that we need them, now when we're about to spend too much money, eat too much food, drink too many spirits, get too little work done, and indulge in an unhealthy sense of melancholy.

So for the rest of November and December, I will be a person who no longer procrastinates, who lives in a tidy room, who goes to the gym, who budgets, gets work done, knows where and why she wants to apply to PhD programs and can write all that down in a nice little personal essay, and does everything else right too.

I'm not a Christmas-hater like HenHen, but this year it feels like the Holidays are bearing down on us like an advancing army with elephants, battering rams, fake trees for cover, etc. Even innocent words like "peppermint latte" fill me with dread.