Sorry, I can’t come to your birthday, baby shower or backgammon games night, I’m too tired… and frankly, I have far too much good TV to consume. Sound familiar? After the much-appreciated Christmas and New Year break, the hardship to get back into ‘work mode’ was real. Coffee became my boyfriend, I discovered a newfound hatred for Teams calls, and my Brussels sprout jogging bottoms finally went (crawled) into the washing machine. Welcome to January. Dark, wet, bleak and a brand-new year.