That's when everything settles back down after the Christmas break and I'm well and truly back in harness, work-wise.
It's also the perfect time to take a break from the rich meals and vast quantities of alcohol that seem to be afeature of the summer holidays, and long before FebFast became an official fundraiser we've been abstaining through the month of February.
I've also instituted No-vember in our household, as a way of girding our loins before the endless functions that mark December.
I find it easier to abstain than to moderate, so I'm enjoying living a life of sober fun, as the saying goes in the ads for the Capri Clinic.
And for those who say life's too short and we could all die tomorrow, I take comfort from the fact that I'm not going to die wondering what it's like to taste champagne.
In fact, I feel so good right now I might do this month on, month off - but I haven't yet run that past the Irishman.
