The first days of a brand new year and I am plagued with little annoyances.
- News-feed articles with comments riddled with uninformed opinions. “Y2K was a hoax!” “Climate change is a hoax!”
- My long anticipated class on Northern Italian Cooking is cancelled. Good-bye Gnocchi, Risotto and Osso Bucco.
- The Christmas socks I ordered online arrived two weeks late and one size too small.
It’s inevitable. The January doldrums are settling in. After a month of holidays, good cheer and festivity, there’s only one way for spirits to go. Down.
Normally I plan ahead. I line up things to do. Like kicking back and reading more. Or enrolling in classes to learn new things. Look where that got me.
But wait up … I just had a conversation with Amanda from STPA about thinking positive and anticipating good luck. So maybe I will turn that frown upside down. I hear your collective groan. Cynics, be gone!
I will make some new resolutions.
- I will turn OFF my Facebook News-feed. Nope. That’s unrealistic. I will MUTE my Facebook News-feed and I will NOT read the comments.
- I will re-enroll for a class in Indian Cooking. Butter chicken, Lamb Biryani, Pork Vindaloo – here I come.
- The Christmas socks? I hear the Pook Toque will make a comeback in 2020. All I need is a needle, some thread and a whole lotta yarn.
Toronto, Canada. January 2020
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