Friday, January 1, 2010


I think New Year's might be my favorite holiday.

Not for the wild New Year's Eve frolicking, usually we spend the night at home with family and friends. Years back I would have been party hopping and sloppy kissing the Mr. at the strike of twelve, but these days we celebrate much more quietly. And it is nice to wake up on the first day of a new decade with no regrets and no bathroom floor bargains with a higher power.

No, I like New Year's for the clean slate and the promise of a fresh start. The bad stuff can be in the past, at least on paper, and the good stuff is all about to happen. New Year's Eve is the beauty of before and New Year's Day is all about putting behind the excess of the holidays, swearing off the overindulging, and getting back to reality.

While Christmas is loaded with expectations and pressure to make it perfect, New Year's is about acknowledging that we suck at certain things, but promising that we'll try to do it better. It is for raising a glass to the things that kicked us in the ass a little and resolving not to be stupid enough to let the same thing happen again.

2009 wasn't a bad year. I got a ton of writing done, managed to sell a few pieces, reconnected with a few old friends, and made some great new friends. We traveled a good bit, spent the summer mostly away, and ended the year in front of a cozy fire. The year wasn't without a few negatives, most notable being my father's declining health and the realization that we have lost a ton of money on this house. But it was far from the worst we've experienced.

For 2010, I'd like to have a piece in a national publication of some sort. I'd like to have more dates with Hubs. I'd like to go to the grocery store less and the salon more often. And sure, I'd like to lose a few pounds. I might even start running again.

It's a new year, anything can happen.


kathynboys said...

Awesome post!

Linda Pressman said...

Great post! Thanks for reminding me of how New Year's gives me a chance to try again!