Since I work 7on/7off there is a 50/50 chance I will be at work. The good thing is, if I work on New Year’s day, that means I was off on Christmas. The best years are the one’s when Christmas falls on a Monday of my off week. That means I am off Christmas and New Year’s eve.
i always liked to go out on NYE. so i’d be spending my NYD hungover. and the older i get the worse the hangovers are. but i’d still do it. so i’d be spending today sleeping in, then waking up feeling like my head was going to cave in. i’d down some water and brush my teeth if i could manage it, take some excedrin and then back to bed. probably by 10-11pm i’d feel like it was safe enough to eat something. more sleep and then one additional day of lingering general malaise before a return to normalcy.
but as drinking and other partying is strictly a social activity for me, next month i’ll have inadvertently been sober for a year. so today i woke up naturally at 9am, looked at my phone for awhile, and then i’m headed to the grocery store and will stop for coffee, tea, and bagels on the way back. my only other big plans are expecting an amazon fresh delivery and getting all the boxes from christmas out to the recycling tonight before pickup in the morning.
Board- or video games with friends, most years. Staying in and reading this year. (Even if there wasn’t a pandemic going on, we’d be staying in today - there’s a half inch of ice on everything right now.)
I got up at ten, cooked blackeyed peas and cornbread and a belated 12th night cake, read some of the eighteen or so books I got in preparation for downtime, and did some weeding. High temperature was 82.