Random notes I jotted down this week … January is a weird month. Christmas is a nice distraction from our regular lives, but there’s always a bit of a letdown when the new year rolls around, even in years when we don’t have to social distance and wear a mask to buy milk. It’s those post-holiday blues that make everything feel a little “off.” No more trees in our living rooms or lights in our window or peppermint bark for another year. We stay inside more during the winter months and even more so right now. I’ve gotten to know my friends Mrs. Smith, Sara Lee, and Little Debbie a little too well. But whatever gives us comfort.