I love the New Year. It seems...open. Like I can start over. I know that is sort of lame and cliche, but I really feel that way.
Things that are good:
Starting a new year with freshly weeded sock and underwear drawers and a gift certificate to buy much-needed new bras.
Taking the dog out to go to the bathroom and 5am and being warm in my sweatshirt.
Curling up on the couch with Mark to watch a movie. Doesn't matter how bad the movie is.
Finding the archaic bit of information I am looking for.
Knowing that there is no real reason I have to get out of bed.
Things that are bad:
Working on New Year's Day.
Disappointing and boring bowl games.
How hard it is for me not to bite my nails.
Running out of toilet paper at 9:30pm on New Year's Eve, knowing nothing is going to be open until Friday.