The lead up to Christmas was so intensive, trying to get so much made and finished, juggling freelance work and the inevitable present buying frenzy. Then it all stopped abruptly, Christmas itself was a disorienting change of pace - and to be honest dragged on way too long - I don't think I am a fan of mid-week Christmas!
Anyway, the decorations have been packed away and the New Year begun... except where is my sparkle? When am I going to start all those projects I have been planning? I forced myself to do book-keeping for the last few days and as ever dealing with numbers, and the tension they cause in my head (I have written about Dyscalculia before) has robbed me of all my get up and go. Either that or the insanely stormy weather.
I so need 2014 to be a better year, and yet I cannot find the enthusiasm for it right now. I just want to crawl back under the duvet and doze there until April.