Blundi

As it is the third Monday in January, it is officially and indisputably Blue Monday – the most depressing day of the year.

The rationale for attributing this label to an otherwise unassuming Monday was scientifically proven by a travel company in 2005, who, far from trying to sell more package holidays, were simply trying to raise awareness of this troubling day in the calendar and were altruistically offering package holidays at a reasonable price in order to alleviate the evils of this abhorrent 24 hours.

Amongst the defining criteria for Blue Monday is the fact that the preceding Friday is what is known to some (not me but definitely some) as Quitter’s Day because apparently the second Friday in January is when most of us finally give up on our New Year’s resolutions. Unfortunately I didn’t get that memo, and as I haven’t actually managed to start my New Year’s resolutions yet (reasoning that any attempt to improve my dietary habits would be more successful once all the residual Christmas food and drink has been consumed) I wasn’t able to meet the official deadline for resolution quitting. There is still plenty of beer and chocolate in Proclaims Towers so I’m still several weeks away from being able to commit to a healthier lifestyle if I want to be successful. Clearly I was an idiot for taking such a pragmatic and long-term view, because now I find myself not feeling anything like the requisite amount of depression to really make the most of Blue Monday. Plus I still have loads of chocolate and beer so I couldn’t possibly be depressed today.

Although it is Monday. And, as is true for many people, Monday is the start of my working week. So I’m not a huge fan of Mondays in general. But these days I live with two small children, so weekends are not exactly what they once were in terms of relaxation. They are still better than work but involve a lot more plastic unicorns than once they did.

But this Monday isn’t really any worse than any other Monday.

Probably.

I can’t really be certain how bad this Monday is because, as with most of my posts, I wrote this in the past.

Indeed it is still very much Sunday at the time of writing.

And I’m surrounded by plastic unicorns.