Januarying the fuck out of January

Just a short feel-good post in this month of utter misery, that the general population like to refer to as ~January~. Having absolutely no interest in skiing, hiking or going to the mountain (in fact there is quite a long list of despicable things I would rather do), these small pleasures are what get me through the days, while cursing the snow and the irony of fate for having me live in a freezer, being married to a foreigner that likes my country more than I do.

Brace yourself; here comes a list of insignificant, but humorous mood fixers.

#1
My neighbor cat Noah, who sits in his window every single day, silently judging everyone who passes by.

#2

Buying my man a new wallet. (Thank you, Mr. Tarantino.)

#3
Looking all civilized, while subtly considering to stab everyone with a fork.

#4
This friendly bear, that is possibly my favorite picture on the whole internet.

#5
The fact that my great grandfather was possibly Edvard Munch’s twin, separated at birth.

#6
The fact that my husband looks more like the coach of Paris Saint-Germain than like his own brother.

#7
Putting a bow tie on my cat and watching how she gives absolutely zero fucks.

#8
Getting Facebook reminders of stuff I wrote ten years ago, and having absolutely no idea what I meant.

#9
This snap that is my favorite snap.

#10
Getting messages from the neighbor, who approves of us having both guitars and cats. No shame what so ever in being stalky.

Thank you and goodbye.

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