Back in January 2011 I wrote a column about my feelings toward the month of January. These are not good feelings because I actually hate January.
I thought about the old column as I was scooping about a gazillion inches of snow this week in the single-digit temperatures, wondering if, after several years, I would actually see a city snowplow on my street.
This was about the same time when I broke another snow shovel, which will go into the snow shovel graveyard in the corner of my garage.
Since the holiday break is over and we’re well into this terrible month, I thought today would be a great day to re-post the column with some additional thoughts.
In the song “American Pie” Don McLean sings “February makes me shiver…” but it is January to me.
I started thinking this as I was taking down the Christmas decorations today. By the way, they are a lot more fun to put up.
In fact, I vote for January as the worst month of the year. It’s long – so long that it seems like it has about 40 days. The weather’s usually ugly, and it’s cold in most places. January is just a dark dreadful month. Nothing very good happens in January. The credit card bills roll in from all those Christmas purchases, so January is downright depressing.
There are a couple of holidays in January to give us some relief – New Year’s Day and Martin Luther King Jr. Day (third Monday), but that’s about it. Between those two holidays we face a dreary month.
As for the people born in January, I’m sorry.
January is the month we have “National Static Electricity Day” “Bean Day” “National Pie Day” and we can’t forget “National Kazoo Day.”
Yes, January is depressing.
Thank goodness for the remaining days of football. The first Super Bowl was played in January, as the football Gods must have felt that January needed something. They were right. Sadly, it’s now held in February but the playoffs start in January and there are a few bowl games left.
I’m looking forward to February…and March…