odd eve
In some ways, it feels very strange to be spending New Year's Eve home alone.
Pam is working.
The friends we've spent every New Year's Eve with for the last 20+ years aren't having their annual party because the wife is undergoing cancer treatments. (Prognosis, I'm happy to say, is excellent.)
Plus, I don't want to risk tiring myself out or having a relapse since I'm driving to Albany tomorrow morning.
So I'll stay here, writing or playing Scrabble or watching tv ... take my codein and antibiotics ... and head upstate tomorrow morning.
Oh, well. I've never particularly been a fan of New Year's Eve anyway. I mean, it's not like it was Christmas!
Pam is working.
The friends we've spent every New Year's Eve with for the last 20+ years aren't having their annual party because the wife is undergoing cancer treatments. (Prognosis, I'm happy to say, is excellent.)
Plus, I don't want to risk tiring myself out or having a relapse since I'm driving to Albany tomorrow morning.
So I'll stay here, writing or playing Scrabble or watching tv ... take my codein and antibiotics ... and head upstate tomorrow morning.
Oh, well. I've never particularly been a fan of New Year's Eve anyway. I mean, it's not like it was Christmas!