The year will be over in less than 25 minutes, and I for one am looking forward to a new year. I know that in a lot of ways it seems silly, as Grumpy Cat so eloquently pointed out, to think that things will suddenly change just because it’s a new day (albeit in a new year), but there’s always hope that with a new year, a new “start”, so to speak, that things will be different. I, for one, am going to do my damndest to focus more on myself: more time for sleep, more time for relaxing, more time for me.
But that’s tomorrow. Today, after a little over 6 hours of sleep, I hopped out of bed, got dressed, drank a protein shake, took care of kids & animals, then left all of them in Dan’s capable & sexy (for/to me, that is – not the kids or animals!) hands while I drove to Philadelphia, picked up my dad, then turned around and drove us back.
It’s now going on 11:40pm, and despite being home since shortly after 3, I have no idea where the last 8.5 hours have gone. I baked cookies, helped Alyssa organize her Littlest Pet Shops, watched both kids play Little Big Planet Karting, enjoyed Dan’s delicious tenderloin tip steak dinner, and have spent plenty of time catching up with my dad (who is currently totally smitten by Felix – he’s totally talking in Baby Talk to him). Oh, and around 9:30pm, got a not-entirely-coherent call from my mother, who is in the “intermediate” ICU with what may be cellulitis and/or sepsis. Sigh.
I’m going to do my best to enjoy the little of 2012 that’s left. Alyssa and I are munching on popcorn and watching Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (she’s now interested because of the magic and the dragons – especially the dragons!). Ryan is in his room playing Minecraft. Dan and my dad and I are talking. And come 11:55pm, we’re turning off the movie and tuning into New York City so we can watch the ball drop at midnight. We shall celebrate with vodka shots; and later, Dan and I will ring in the New Year privately (and quietly!).
Happy New Year!