Here it comes again, folks, the day it’s obligatory to have a rollicking good time.
Why, I’m not so sure. Perhaps because the passage of the years can be depressing, especially after the age of forty or so. Or perhaps it’s because we have to face learning to write a different number on our checks, just when we’ve finally gotten used to the old one.
As for tonight, I’m not planning much, although I might change my mind at the last minute. That’s the prerogative of age (and iffy weather).
And then there are the ubiquitous resolutions. This year I’ve fastened on a single one: to go to bed earlier. It’s one I’ve focused on before, and obviously had a lot of difficulty keeping, since I’m trying again. I’ve always been a tremendous nightowl, and being a blogger hasn’t helped me any in my (admittedly weak) efforts to change my nightowl proclivities.
So a very HAPPY NEW YEAR to all of you! Are you planning anything fun?
[ADDENDUM: Bumped up.]