I’ll be spending mine next to my better half. Nice. A night of joy, celebrations and expressions of love.

As the guys shirts below state, a night of free hugs and kisses. Some booze inspired and short lived, some with meaning so deep it lasts a lifetime.

I think I’ve had the full range of New Years experiences. Done the wild and casual parties, done the casual dinner with good friends. Did the family for a few years if memory serves me right. Celebrated with a nice dinner and night together with just my better half most years. Celebrated babysitting grandchildren. Celebrated alone. Been hammered drunk for a few but sober for most.

Never been interested in Times Square celebration. Unless it’s on the TV. Very few nights have I missed the stroke of midnight. Can’t even remember the last one I didn’t see. Probably when my kids were very young. Actually, a faded memory of one year waking up next to my wife shortly after midnight realizing we missed it, rolled over and kissed her and we each said happy New Year and went back to sleep.

I feel both invigorated and sad. I feel challenged and nervous.

I’m going to go to bed tomorrow morning and I’m going to SLEEP. Having worked the last several New Years Eves’ and days’, it’s nice to kick back and join the crowd who enjoy these holidays.