I wonder if it’s because we spend so much of our lives on an academic calendar. Or, for me specifically, with so much of my family-life dictated by this calendar. Or that in Minnesota so many of our weather patterns follow the academic calendar.
But fall always feels like the start of a new year for me. It’d be really great if we could all agree to drop the Julian calendar and get with the Jodian calendar.
Because it’s Jodi’s New year I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about beginnings and endings and new habits I want to cultivate.
Mostly I’ve been thinking about relationships. I have to keep reminding myself that I need to show up for the people who fill my cup despite my desire to stay home and hermit. I also need to let go of the relationships that drain me. Both of these are super hard for me.
In other news, I ate a cupcake tonight and then sobbed while watching a goobery, emotionally-manipulative for the get-go Netflix romcom called “Irreplaceable You.” Highly recommended if you feel like crying your eyes out and you think you’re becoming too numb to re-runs of “Dawson’s Creek.”