An email I just received states that 2017 is 81 work days away. This is a cold-email from a content marketing company, but still.
Yesterday, my mom mentioned that she disliked writing the number “9” in the date.
And me? Well, I love summer best, and no amount of mentally trying to hold back autumn from encroaching–er, approaching–has ever had one iota of effect.
One other thing I’ve heard a lot of people say is that, “2016 can end anytime now. It’s been a rough year.”
But they also said that about 2015. And probably 2014, too.
Are things really getting tougher? Is our perspective skewed?
Or are we just paying more attention?
I realize these are not mutually exclusive thoughts. And that here is where I should say something about how all things are relative, and maybe it’s a form of self-protection to be able to forget some of the past tough times even as we’re feeling socked by current tough times so that we can keep trudging on.
Or that the past tough times made us able to withstand future idiocies.
Or something about how we need to change our mindset to “We GET to see 2017!” and “2017 will be the best year EVAR” versus “What fresh hell is coming our way now?”
But sometimes, you just want to feel disgruntled for a bit before picking yourself up, dusting yourself off, and starting all over again.
As I don’t actually have an answer to any of this at this time, I shall leave you with this sentiment: