Thinking Aloud: The In-Between

This is that period we go through every year. Christmas is over, though the decorations are still up, and some presents hardly looked at. Sweet treats yet to be eaten, and some luxury snacks remain in the fridge, approaching their ‘best before’ dates.

From the 27th until the 31st we have that in-between time. Some people had to go back to work, others are off until the 2nd of January. Life goes back to normal for five days, even though the local children are still on holiday from school. Everyone is inexplicably tired. All that stress and preparation leading up to the 25th has taken its toll. No enthusiasm for trips out, even though we have been spared any rain. No desire to do much more than flop about listlessly, and only doing the bare minimum to keep the place tidy, and ourselves respectable.

With the festive season officially behind us, the anticipation is now focused on New Year’s Eve, and 2019. Not that we have any plans of course. Julie has to work from 8 until 6 on that day, so is unlikely to be feeling very celebratory by the time she gets home at 7 pm. We might manage to stay awake for the annual countdown, but it’s not guaranteed. In this house, it is far more likely that it will just be Monday.

And what of the year to come? I still can’t get over the fact that everything after 2001 has had a science-fiction feel to it. To me, born in the early 1950s, any year with a 2 in front of it is associated with people in silver suits, eating nutritional pellets as they travel in driverless flying cars. Even though none of that happened, I still feel as if I am living in a future imagined by others long dead, if only because of the number signifying the year.

As others make resolutions, and pundits make predictions, all I can think of is that it will be much the same as any year. Bins will need to be emptied, a dog will need to be walked, and at some stage, it will undoubtedly rain too hard, for too long. The gloom merchants will continue to predict the imminent end of life as we know it, Brexit will continue to be a complete mess, and people will still die in foreign wars. Only the number of the year changes, little else.

That’s the trouble with these five days ‘In between’. Too much time to think.

53 thoughts on “Thinking Aloud: The In-Between

    1. I actually managed to stay up until 1 am. That surprised me.
      The only ‘perineum’ I was ever aware of is the bit on your lower body, between your ‘bits’ and your bum. πŸ™‚
      “The perineum is generally defined as the surface region in both males and females between the pubic symphysis and the coccyx.”
      Best wishes, Pete.


  1. I never know what day it is anymore… I have to ask my husband – is it Tuesday? He always knows. I am sure the stress of all holiday business really drags people down. I feel optimistic for the future. And that is strange.

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    1. My wife has just gone to work, because it’s Monday. But it feels like Sunday still. I’ll be glad when it’s back to normal on the 2nd.
      Happy to hear you feel optimistic, Lara. I confess I have forgotten what that feels like.
      Best wishes, and Happy New Year. πŸ™‚

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  2. I got today off, just as well as I’m nursing a hangover from the christening we went to yesterday, hopefully it will linger long enough to put me off doing anything that keeps me from my bed beyond 10pm on Monday. I’m looking forward to next year just to see how much I can get done from the list of tasks that we have imagined ‘in-between’ πŸ™‚ The world can go to hell as long as I get my green house and chicken shed built, not to mention a start on the retirement cottage that I have planned πŸ™‚

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    1. Retirement cottage? I thought that was what you had already built!
      Will the new place have an en-suite composting toilet, I wonder?
      Oh, and while you are on lists of tasks, you might add this one.
      ‘An occasional blog post’. πŸ™‚
      Cheers, Pete.

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  3. I tend to agree in an individual way with your comments, Pete. Of course, from a bigger picture point of view, who knows what far-reaching decisions our leaders will make to either improve or upset our daily lives, especially here in South Africa.

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    1. It’s best not to worry too much about the future, but very hard to get it to the back of our minds. Especially in your case, as you have children to consider, Robbie. All we have left is hope, and that can be a useful thing.
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  4. I can’t get used to my grandchildren both being born in the 21st century. My grandparents were born in the 19th. They would be amazed I think to see the changes. Dreary weather here despite the fact that theoretically the days are getting longer. I know about the doldrums right about now.

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  5. I’m usually used to the new number by the time we start using it as there’s so much expectancy around the new year. But 2020 really sounds space age and will be hard to get used to, much like the year 2000 was. Fortunately we have a year to ponder that one. Happy early 2019 Pete!

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    1. Thanks, Susanne. 2020 will be the year when you either get another four years of Trump, or he decides not to stand, because nobody loves him. πŸ™‚
      Also sobering for me, as if I make it to March 2020, I will actually be 68! How did that happen?
      Best wishes, Pete.

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  6. People who lived in the years we now call BCE were unaware of the calendar currently in use. That not only goes for the number identifying the year, but also for the day deemed New Year’s. I found this: “The earliest recording of a new year celebration is believed to have been in Mesopotamia, c. 2000 B.C. and was celebrated around the time of the vernal equinox, in mid-March.” Of course, the earth does revolve around the sun, and seasons change, thereby establishing a valid method to count years. But how we name them, and where they start and end, depends on selected events in human history that, in the past, varied from one culture to another. In our modern Western system, if Christianity had come about 400 years later, we’d now be preparing to celebrate 1619! And if we’d opted for the vernal equinox rather than the winter solstice, we’d still have have roughly 80 days in 1618 to think about our New Year’s resolutions! And we’d be thinking about how disappointed we are in the fact that we have not seen the future as predicted in the film, “1601: A Space Odyssey.”

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  7. I always feel slightly in limbo during this in-between week. There’s no routine to it. We don’t need to do the usual weekend shop as we’ve still loads of food in the fridge. I’m doing nothing but it makes me tired! I think we might just about stay awake until the bells on Hogmanay. Looking forward to getting the decorations down and the house looking normal if rather unadorned!

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  8. I am not that far yet thinking of what will happen come 2019. All I am focused on is to welcome the new year with anticipation, something to look forward to. I am praying it would be more productive and fruitful. We are baking so many orders for the new year. Something sweet is on the menu πŸ™‚

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