January always seems the longest month of the year.
Maybe it’s because Christmas is like the culmination of December. The days after it finally arrives are filled with family catch-ups and travel between bases, and then there’s New Year’s Eve. By the time we settle back into “normality,” it already seems an age since the year ended.
When December’s salary is paid early to accommodate the break, it leaves a wide gulf between paydays. Perhaps it’s the long January reckoning after December’s last-minute overspends that makes us feel that the end of January will never arrive.
Or is it the bleak outlook of no more breaks until Easter?
I imagined I would no longer notice January dragging its feet once I retired.
Colleagues who had left before me said that it took them a year or more to settle into retirement. Whether we embrace inactivity or dive into classes, clubs and volunteering, it takes a while to change the habits of a lifetime.
It also took me a while to realise that time speeds up in retirement. I had expected the opposite to apply: that time would carry us lazily along like autumn leaves on a stream – and perhaps even drag a little.
Instead, the months whizz past and here I am in my tenth year of retirement, living with different dogs, making new friends and wondering who that old person is I see when passing shop windows.
Does January slow down for you?
What makes your time fly?
P.S. Is somebody looking over my shoulder?
Since drafting this post, Mix.com has called my attention to a video at… https://aeon.co/videos/time-seems-to-accelerate-as-we-get-older-but-theres-a-tested-way-to-tap-the-brakes.
Apparently, it’s down to my brain having seen it all before.