Despite the misery that January is supposed to bring, I feel very happy at the moment. Everything is going my way. Lots of things are working: my childminder is great and the children love her; the children are happy; we have enough money; we might even buy a new house; I have a loving, kind and supportive extended family. My wardrobe is adequate. My work is interesting.
I wrote this in January last year. And it’s still true in part. The children don’t love the new childminder as much. And we are skint because of the new house. But new house!
Lucky me. Largely.