New Years

As I get older, I’m less about going out and partying.

Sure, I like to hang out now and then… maybe have a few drinks and some good food with friends, but I much prefer my own company in the comfort of home.

Last New Years I spend the day having brunch with friends at my house. It was nice having people over and, after a couple of hours, they were on their merry way and I had peace and quiet.

This year my brother-in-law is throwing a Masquerade party to make up for not having a Halloween bash. I plan to go, but I don’t know how long I plan to stay.

I’m sure it’ll be a good time, Marty’s parties always are, but it will be at odds with my innate desire to stay at home.

By, Jill Jackson

For me, the new year is kind of a time of contemplation. It’s a time to think about the past year and all that has happened, and to speculate about the upcoming year.

It’s a time to make plans for the future and reflect on the past. Stuff that’s best done in solitude.

I’d be just as happy (maybe even MORE happy) to sit with my glass of wine, and a nice book and let the new year slink in next to me like a curious cat. Or to make a list of things I want to achieve in the new year while watching the ball drop on TV.

But Chris thinks I don’t get out enough; that I don’t have enough to occupy my time, and he has a point.

So, I am going to make a point to be social this New Years. To connect with people and welcome the new year in the company of friends, family and acquaintances… and to have a good time – damnit.

And, if it gets to be too much, I’ll find a quiet corner to nurse my drink, and I’ll ring in the new year in my little bubble of calm against the chaos.