Thursday, January 2, 2014

Why New Year Resolutions Turn the World Into What Feels like a Bad Apocalypse Movie

January is a terrifying time of year. Someone has to say it. Otherwise we'll all go around thinking this is normal, that it's OK that we do this to ourselves on an annual basis. I'm just as bad as everyone else. It's like a weird zombie apocalypse movie out there- just less slashing and no heroes.
There are just so many of us roving about in the various stages of our withdrawal symptoms. Mothers chewing curtains because they've renounced sugar in all its forms, people twitching at their desks and falling asleep on their keyboards because they've quit coffee, arthritic looking twenty-somethings wander the streets after taking up jogging.
The smokers glowering at their cats because it's easier to blame a cat for a sense of loneliness than the absence of tobacco.
And then there's the breakdowns, the so-called failures.
The people that thought ANYTHING was possible, but then tripped on a doughnut on the way home from boot-camp.Then there's the people who after giving up whatever crutch they were using, be it sugar or caffeine  related,  realise they have feelings and attempt to eat all of those feelings in one sitting.
However none of this is as  annoying as the people who simply proclaim they are going to be better people without ever specifying how.
I NEED to know how. Do they mean better- as in become more generous when playing monopoly and help the poor person pay off their mortgage-or better- as in become an activist and raise awareness of important issues-
Or perhaps they simply seek to emulate someone they feel is better such as their favourite sports star.
It's all a little ridiculous really. All this time dedicated to telling people HOW we are going to better ourselves and it makes January a scary time in all our lives. There are consequences besides a nation of zombies. Think about it: Mars Bar vendors might go out of business if we're not careful- and they have families too. Or what about the increased sense of smugness in the world. As all the people who decided to become lactose-intolerant for the year yammer on about Soy Milk and how their complexion has never been so vital.

And what do we achieve really in January. Lose a few pounds of fat and gain a few of self-righteousness. People feeling superior as their less successful friends weep over the potato slathered in butter that they danced with last night. 
I mean the way I see it New Years can be this big scary thing with all these terms and conditions or we could decide to do it differently. Be a little kinder to ourselves and stop the zombie-esque apocalypse. It could be as simple as this: I shall no longer answer the front door with a hot-water-bottle stuffed up my jumper because it's unfair to shock people with what appears to be a very sudden and unexpected pregnancy.

1 comment:

  1. Love your blog, very funny ! As for the New year's resolutions... I think it's best not to have any, at least there is no feeling of failure after a week! ( too late for me, I was supposed to exercise more, I haven't started yet and I've just eaten half a tablet of chocolate)


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