When you’re a little kid you ask if you can stay up to see in the new year and the parents say “NO!” and you go to bed at your normal bedtime.
When you’re older than that, the parents giggle and say “sure!” and you fall asleep by 9ish anyway and they put you to bed.
By the time you’re a teenager, it’s easy to make it to midnight and it’s even exciting.
Then you do the stuff in your 20’s and 30’s that involve New Year’s being a party in its own right.
And then, when you’re in your 40’s, you ask yourself if you want to stay up to see in the new year and you answer “NO!” because you know you’d rather fall asleep by 9ish anyway.
And thus does the circle of life continue.
Anyway, this weekend closes the cycle of “The Holidays” for yet another year. Soon after this, the snow stops being something that you think of as “fluffy” and starts being “jeez, I wore the wrong socks”. We stop looking at the 50% Christmas candy shelf at the Safeway and instead think about jogging after work again. Yes, in the cold. Yes, in the snow. (Wait, I wore the wrong socks.)
And we begin to continue to marathon of the weekly chores, weekly errands, new friends, old friends, dinner dates, and, of course, sweet, sweet laundry for another year.
So… what’s on your docket?
(Image is “Play” by Clare Briggs. Used with permission of the Briggs estate.)