New Year, New Me!
That’s right! I said it! It had to be said! New Year, New Me! Many people have an unhealthy disposition to harm themselves by subscribing to silly mantras. The worst of the worst is New Year, New Me! This is the mantra that is loaded on the front end and assumes that change happens simply by turning the page on the calendar to the new year. It’s an “all or nothing” absolute and it’s pretty ridiculous to say the least! When the mantra is doubled down and coupled with a Dry January self-deprecating stunt, it only sets you up for a miserable start to a New Year which is supposed to be filled with new horizons and endless possibilities 🤮. I’ve come to realize that there is no value in going cold turkey for a month. We can all benefit from drinking and eating a little less and exercising a bit more, but quitting is for quitters. I talked myself into abandoning Dry January twelve days into the new year and the everything was back where it was supposed to be. I was happy.
The Weather
If there’s anything that should dictate how the New Year is going is the weather. If it’s cold and snowing, the new year is off to a shitty start. It’s the only gauge that is worth benchmarking in the New Year. During this past week, Milwaukee was pounded by a winter snow storm that kept dumping snow, followed by a deep sub zero freeze that has me sequestered in the house for the foreseeable future. For three days straight (January 11-13), I was out snow blowing, shoveling, and staying ahead of the snow plow depositing snow at the end of the driveway. After three days, my Toro Snow Blower couldn’t take any more and stopped working on a beautiful Saturday morning just as I was finishing up. Earlier that evening, a large branch broke off the tree in the front yard which required a chainsaw to clean up.