It’s the annual “resolutions” time and I have several. hahaha Just kidding. Once upon a time, I tried, but I no longer bother. They just don’t work for me. My goals are accomplished with steps and habits, not with resolutions. But hey, if they work for you, rock on!
I am, however, one of those weird people who love New Years. Not the party of NYE, but the actual beginning of a new year. It’s another new beginning, one full of possibilities. And this year, Paul starts his new schedule so we will get the pleasure of his company every day. He’ll be home at 8:30ish, and will be able to have a warm dinner the same day it’s made. How cool is that? Everyone is looking forward to seeing him more.
Having said that, there will be times Catie and I will want to kill him. The reverse is also true, especially me. I do love pushing his buttons. And it’s even better when Catie and I tag-team to tease him. Hey, don’t feel bad for him! Remember–he wanted two. So he gets double of everything, including teasing and headaches. 😉
Other changes for the upcoming year include Catie’s return to a carb-limited diet. Not so much a “weight loss” thing, but more of a “I feel good” type of food consumption. She hasn’t been feeling so hot lately, and she knows that this type of “diet” works well for her. This will also bring a return to the weekly dinner plan. It worked well in the past, and bringing it back will make shopping easier. It’ll also eliminate the “what do you want for dinner” – “I dunno” conversations that she finds annoying.
And that’s about it. Thrilling, isn’t it?
Tonight, the official NYE of 2018, we will be going to Paul’s sister’s house. There will be a ton of his family there, and Catie and I are already feeling the need to run away. Not that they’re bad people–they’re not. They’re fine. But we aren’t close, and they’re just different than we are. Again, I’m not saying it’s a bad thing. But we won’t have things in common to discuss. I’m apprehensive about being in a house full of people I don’t know, talking about things I don’t care about (or worse– I don’t agree with), surrounded by alcohol.
Goodness, I sound like such a downer.
The three of us aren’t big drinkers. Oh, Paul and Catie will have a drink/beer once in a blue moon, but that’s about it. I’ll have a sip and fall asleep right after. Yup, I’m a lightweight. Alcohol isn’t a big deal for us. But it is for them. I’ve already heard about how they’re planning for hangovers on the First.
Well, dear readers, I wish you a fabulous evening. May the new year ring merry and bright, and may the stars align just perfectly for 2018.
PS. Learn from the past, and then let it go. 😉