The new year rang in without me, I'm afraid. By midnight on the last day of 2009, I was happily ensconced in my quite comfortable bed, and even though there was a nod of an intention to stay awake for the ball drop in Times Square, I, in fact, managed to snore through the whole affair.
And then slept late on this, the first day of a new year, a new decade, to add insult to injury.
Oh, but there was a lovely meal shared at a favorite Italian eatery before and a sweet good morning, welcome to 2010 kiss from the one I love to start the day after, so really? What did I miss?
I'd say not much.
Although I'm more than certain my twenty year younger self would be appalled at my 46 year old attitude toward the subject, I can say with clarity that the sleep meant more to me than did the superficial drivel.
And also? Get offa my lawn.
Getting old has its advantages. Sometimes it just takes a bit of time to appreciate them fully, I suppose.
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For the first day of a sparkling new age, this one could have gone better. I mean, not that I live and die by the successes and failures of my favorite college athletes, but...who am I kidding? At times, I do indeed. And today I died a little inside as the Mountaineers (version: football) let Bobby Bowden claim a final victory to cap an illustrious career, and then the Mountaineers (version: basketball) let their undefeated thus far season go down in less than glorious flames.
Two debilitating defeats in one day. One day that happens to be the first of 2010. One day that happens to represent a moving forward, a new hope, a new opportunity. And *poof*. One day that also happens to represent a horrible day in the life of a devoted fan, who will fortunately, thanks to vodka and the power of positive thinking, recover.
Tomorrow *is* another day.
Besides, there are movies to see and more vodka to drink and an empty house to exploit with my one true love. A person can be down for only so long, after all.
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I head into this new year with a very powerful goal in front of me. An achievable goal, but one requiring a great deal of effort and arm twisting and guidance and help. I am feeling rather awed and blessed by the possibility before me. I'll share more about it later (of course), but will leave it at this for today:
While the spirit of neighborliness was important on the frontier because neighbors were so few, it is even more important now because our neighbors are so many. ~ Lady Bird Johnson
It's going to be a significant year in the life of many, 2010.
It's just one of those things a person knows for sure without knowing at all.
I can feel it in my bones.
