Yesterday, I woke up grumpy. I didn’t feel good and I just wanted to go back to bed. I actually consider it to be a sign of what a grown up I have become that I got up and out of the house and was at my desk at 7.55am. (Some days I barely know who I am anymore!)

Anyway at some point in the morning, I added my water intake to the Fitbit app on the phone and when it had synced up realised why I was so grumpy. 3 hours and 47 minutes sleep. Mmm, basically I’d been running around with a hangover acquired without taking a drink. Fun.

Then I spent an hour dealing with some IT problems and I realised that it wasn’t PMT or lack of sleep or work or anything that was making me grumpy. It was January.

Because it’s a dog of month and we’re in the last week of it and all the happy Christmas joy is dead and it’s still dark and I have to keep up with all the promises I made myself on New Year’s Eve and it’s hard, really hard to do. What I would like to do is go to bed with a tub of ice cream and maybe a manhattan or 2 and then sleep until sometime in March…

Unfortunately, it’s just not possible so I’m going to slog through, I am because January does not last forever…