I shouldn't say I'm looking forward to leading a normal life, because I don't know what normal is. - Martina Navratilova
So...we've jingled the bells, dashed through the snow, and spent very few silent nights. We've harked the angels, heard sleigh bells ringing, and let it snow. The nearly naked pines have made their way to the curb - less the needles we'll still be finding till early May. The "not quite right" gifts have been bagged and returned, exchanged or re-gifted and the last vestiges of the sweets have been distributed evenly between our bellies, hips and thighs.
THE ball of conspicuous consumption has ceremoniously dropped in Times Square. Resolutions have been made, oaths have been sworn and both have since been discarded with the Christmas cards we received in the mail. Holiday season ala 2014 is in the books. Over. Done with. All that's left are the credit card bills and memories - either bitter or sweet, and I don't know about you but I have a holiday hangover (and I don't even drink!)
Maybe it would be better termed a holiday "hang on." I can't seem to muster the energy to face that life must return to "normal." (I believe that Santa Claus has more basis in reality than "normal" but that's another post entirely.)
I've spent an entire week in a post holiday haze. That's not to say it hasn't been glorious in its own right. I actually sat down and read a physical book! I listen to countless books each year, but to actually sit down and do nothing more than just read? That just doesn't happen much anymore. I suppose that's because this Princess And The Pea can't find a comfy enough place to sit still for any length of time without rigor mortis creeping in.
However, after much fussing, and propping and pillowing I managed to create a plush palace worth my being. It's been a nice change of pace. Now if I could only put aside the overwhelming feeling that I need to justify my existence by "doing something" every minute of the day instead of relaxing and reading, I might actually enjoy it!
It's not that I thrive on activity. I'm an introvert. I think that what I miss about the holidays - what keeps me lingering on in a perpetual state of "snap out of it already," is the loss of "something to look forward to." I'm not in my first youth. (Forget you read that.) I've seen quite a few holiday seasons come and go but I still manage somehow to find myself in this quandary year after year. Call it lack of planning ahead or tunnel vision during the "lead up to" phase, but whatever it is, I must somehow remember to plan something - anything - to look forward to immediately following the holidays!
Something to look forward to is so important! Whether it's something huge (a long awaited vacation) or something small (lunch with a friend) it has the power to move us from point A to point B. In the absence of such an enticement, regardless of size and particularly after a major event like the holiday season, life can feel hugely underwhelming.
I need a quest - not necessarily a Bilbo Baggins variety quest, but a quest of some kind. I'm longing for an adventure to drag me out of the warm posh palace and back into my regularly scheduled life already in progress. This post was a good place to start.
If you're feeling hung over or as though you're holding on to the yuletide too long yourself, I found a few great articles on the importance of something to look forward to. I'm going to climb back into my cozy place and digest every word of them immediately after posting this. You're welcome to read along with me - unless you're one of those people who've already made plans!
Happy New Year!