Yesterday, as I was riding back from the airport, I realized that I've never spent January in Minnesota. I don't think that I've ever returned to Minnesota before the 25th, so I have no idea what a Minnesota January has in store for me. My first though was, damn, it is going to be so cold. Probably so much colder than I realize; I've never experienced it before.
That may be true, but as I've settled into the idea of a Minnesotan January I've come to think that it has a lot of potential. With the exception of one, I have spent the last several Januarys in bed. (Watching excellent TV, so, time well spent.) But today as I looked around my house, I had the energy to take care of all sorts of little things that I know I won't do as the year moves on. There are some clean surfaces so that we can clutter them up as the year goes on. I'm not ready to return to work and real life tomorrow, so instead I prepared everything else.
I don't know what this January has in store for me. The return of snobby TV for sure (Downton Abbey and Girls). The promise of snow. The promise of late buses. The celebration of a new friend's birthday. The next phase of work. The search for summer enrichment. The test of a no-chip manicure. The onset of Valentine's Day. The ever increasing distance of January. The continued march of questions.
I do not know. I do not know what awaits me in January in Minnesota.
love,
hannah
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