September is the New January

September is the New January

Funny, I hate being predictable. I guess everyone does, really. I mean, who actually wakes up and says, “Maybe I’ll just do what everyone else does today? Being a sheep sure looks good.”

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So I rarely make New Year’s resolutions out loud, because everyone is doing it, and they’re happy to tell you about it. It somehow feels icky. And then nothing changes, and I just keep on doing whatever everyone else is doing. I actually become one of the sheep because I don’t want to be a sheep and call out my resolution.

I’m all, same grass, different day. I go for haircuts.

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I go for drinks.

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Thanks crazyfunnyphotos.com

I watch TV.

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Thanks orig10.deviantart.net

I want to check in with myself and make sure my priorities are on track, but I still don’t want to be one of those loudmouths who blabs to everyone at the stroke of midnight about the evils of gluten. On New Year’s Eve, Batman makes giant resolutions and broadcasts them with the bat signal, while Robin barfs in his mouth a little and drinks the rest of the champagne. January first, perky Luke Skywalker shows up at the gym at 7:15am and signs up for Jedi mind-trick boot camp, while Chewie races to the brunch place for 2:55 with a bedhead and convinces the hostess to keep it going for an extra twenty minutes.

But don’t be dismayed if you’re a mouth barfer. You can still make plans — September is made for people and b-superheroes and wookies like me. There’s change in the air. No one says it out loud, but September feels freaky and a little scary with temperature changes and people starting classes and everyone kissing their summer vacations goodbye. And new patterns can leave comfort and old contacts behind, for sure. But I’m going to try to ignore the discomfort, and focus on possibilities. Where have I lost focus? September is an opportunity for under-the-radar new beginnings (sometimes literally, for wookies). And this year, I’m going to gobble them up.

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What will your September look like?