Yesterday was, officially, the most depressing day of the year. I’m not making it up…. The British decided it’s the most depressing day of the year. Apparently it all boils down to:

• The crappy, dark, cold weather.
• Any remaining dregs of holiday cheer are all used up.
• Most people have already failed at their NY’s resolutions, by this point.
• Credit card bills for holiday spending starting to arrive.
• No fun to look forward to, no plans for holiday celebration, etc.

Well, I think it’s all crap. And you know how much I understand the depression. Maybe it’s just crap for me.

• dark skies don’t bother me, and I don’t believe in the S.A.D.
• holiday cheer is gone the morning of the 26th. It’s over. And I’m relieved. Any dregs are removed by the time I go back to work.
• I didn’t make any resolutions.
• I have no credit cards

I will admit, there is a long dry spell of no special workdays off. I don’t think there is an official holiday PTO until Memorial day. That is pretty bleak. I told Evildeb, who is very sensitive, that yesterday was the most depressing day of the year, and she said, “What? No, I was fine yesterday.” So that proves it. Believe me, if it had been true, she would have been depressed.

I bet the British never took Evildeb into account. No one ever does.