That title may have a few of you shaking your heads and I can't say I blame you, but bear with me and I'll explain everything.
Last week, I made the decision that I would no longer start my new year on January 1. You see, that date falls directly in the middle of the worst season of my year...winter. I think when your psychiatrist says that you're a poster child for Seasonal Affective Disorder - you should probably listen to what that means.
Seasonal Affective Disorder knocks me on my ass during the winter months and to plop this all consuming need to make major New Year type changes to my life at that time, well, that's a recipe for disaster and the definition of failure. So, last week, I decided no more. I would turn my calendar to June 1 and I would begin my new year.
Now, I didn't plan to just sit around and not try to make some kind of positive changes in my life before that very arbitrary day in June, but it was a way for me to care for myself, to relieve the guilt of not meeting those resolutions and the feelings of failure.
My mind was set.
Until I talked to Shellie yesterday. You see, Shellie and I have, on more than one occasion, discussed that fact that we share a brain. Now, we're different in many ways, of course; but, there are times when she will tell me over text message that she's beginning to work on something and I'll be in the middle of that very thing myself, or vice versa. There are also times that I will be typing a reply to her and then have to stop because what I was going to say was exactly what she had just typed. You get the idea - shared brain.
When I mentioned that I was going to start my new year in June, she replied that I should make it March 1st, the reason being that it is the start of Daylight Savings time; therefore, there will be more light and it will effectively cure this winter issue that ails me. I thought about that for a minute and decided, like always, "Damn, she's right." I can track my mood pretty much like clock work around how much light is in my life. I always said that from November to March was like living through hell. And this is the exact reason why.
Shellie also mentioned that if we start (because now it's a joint venture) on March 12 (when Daylight Savings time starts), then we would have several months to prepare for "only four months of darkness." A new phrase was added to our vernacular. Only Four - that time of the year from November through February that are the hardest months for us due to the lack of light. Looking at it that way, we can get through "Only Four."
On March 12 - my new year will begin. I'm working on how best to plan in the new year, writing out the goals I want to achieve in the new year, and generally getting ready for that new year to start. I'm looking forward to the light and this time of resetting and rejuvenation.
Are you guys affected with the change in light? How do you overcome it? I'd love any suggestions you might have.
For now, I'm off to get some work done. I need to put in my eight hours so I can move the two feet from my work office to my craft room.
Talk to you soon.
Peace and happiness for your day. Gina