First Saturday in January

There’s something  special about the first Saturday in January (assuming it’s not the first…that’s a different animal).  It’s sort of holiday from the holidays, a special day in its false normalcy.

Okay, that sound weird, but stay with me.

Leading up to Christmas, life becomes dominated by preparations.  Shopping, baking, special shows, and if you’re lucky, some moments to reflect on the deeper meanings of the season.  Then school lets out and it’s a downhill run to Christmas celebrations followed closely by New Year’s ones.

And then you get to that first Saturday. The holidays are over.  There’s probably not much celebrating on the schedule.  School’s about to start. It’s a day to breathe, but it’s more than that.

It’s a blank slate, a chance to really get a good start on the new year.  You can put Christmas decorations away and return the house to a normal state.  You can clear out the last of the holiday food and look ahead to food that is more real and more healthy than you were eating before.

Do you associate colors with months?  I don’t have a color for every month, but for January, it’s white.  Admittedly, it could very well be that as a kid I used to hear about “After New Year’s White Sales.”  (What’s up with that, by the way?  Did someone decide to capitalize on family member spilling wine on the good table-cloth on Christmas Eve by making a retail event out of it?  Actually…that kind of makes sense.)

What I can tell you is that my association of white with January has nothing to do with pristine snow-covered landscapes outside my window.  I grew up in L.A., after all.

No, I just see it as that clean slate, an opportunity to get a good start on the unwritten story that will be my year.

That being said, Alissa and I had a hefty agenda for today.  Assemble some furniture.  Get all the laundry done.  Make sense out of our kids’ rooms.  Put away Christmas.

I suppose 2 out of 4 isn’t bad.  Christmas is still writ large throughout our home, and the laundry process did not move.  But the furniture is assembled, and there is hope in getting the kids’ rooms organized, more so than this morning, so we’ll take the win and come back to fight another day after church.

What about you?  How are you getting started on the unwritten story of 2015?  Are you off and running or just awakening to the fact that “normal” starts on Monday.


About Andrew

I'm a Christian, American, liberal, geeky, thoughtful, Northwest-transplanted Angeleno husband, father, and pundit who writes about anything he can think of.
This entry was posted in Family Life, Personal Reflection and tagged , , . Bookmark the permalink.

What are your "Great" Thoughts

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s