The January blahs are a thing. I actually kind of like them
(LA Times Clippers)

In January, a house is a million little things. The kettledrum thump of the furnace kicking on. The burned coffee smell when you yank the pot out a little too early and the last few drips sizzle on the heating plate. The booming echo of a shower door. Add in quirky people, quirky traits and you...