Well, I suppose this would explain why I was so reluctant to drag my sorry @$$ out of bed this morning. I can’t blame it on the weather the way someone living north of the Mason-Dixon Line could, but my frame of mind is still not what it could be. Of course, it could just be that it’s Monday.
Now there is at least a scientifically plausible reason for my miserable mood this morning. A researcher in Britain, likely at considersable cost to British taxpayers, has calculated that today is the most depressing day of the year. There’s even a formula:
Man, this all makes me want to go straight back to bed. I’m not one to make New Year’s Resolutions, but I can see that there just might be something to this whole idea.
Perhaps it’s just the weather. I’ve always been prone to Seasonal Affective Disorder, so maybe I can really blame this on the weather.
Of course, it’s also entirely possible that I’m a lazy unmotivated layabout who simply doesn’t want to drag his @$$ out the door to go to work. Nah, that can’t be it….