We went to a late lunch today (It was around 4 pm, which put us in with the over-80 dinner crowd. And I am NOT kidding about that.) and we both agreed that 2012 was amazing. It’s the first year in a long time that we’re both not ready to slam the door shut on the passing year.
So I sit here sick*, struggling to stay awake ’til midnight while the lunatics here in QuaintTown are lighting illegal fireworks across the street**, and I’m a bit nervous that next year will be bad because this one was so good. Which is just a batty way to think. All of a sudden I’m worried about work and worried about money and health and all sorts of crap.
I wish you and yours a healthy and prosperous 2013!
*Remember me bragging this summer that I hadn’t been sick since January? I’ve had 4 big colds in the last 3 months. It’s like my immune system isn’t getting a chance to build back up before the next bug sweeps through and I’m a fish in a barrel.
**It’s illegal to purchase fireworks here in NJ. It’s illegal to shoot off fireworks here in NJ that you buy elsewhere. YET, this doesn’t seem to stop anyone. Hey, I miss sparklers too, but it’s a pretty darn easy law to not-break.