I am an alien

"Hogswatch came around, marking the start of another year. And with alarming suddenness, nothing happened." Wyrd Sisters by Terry Pratchett

Somehow, this whole arbitrary cut off date for the year just doesn't resonate for me. If it were the solstice or the equinox or something that actually happens, maybe I could see making a fuss. It's rather as if the powers that be have declared that, "OK, this is the time everyone stays up too late, drinks too much, and decides to do better next year."

Why should I lose my precious sleep? The year is just as new when I wake up at 6am as it was at 12:01. Needless to say, no festivities were held or celebrated at Chez Matthews. And, since it's a dry day, we plan on doing a bit of yard work today. Woohoo.

Mind you, I am not complaining. I do not want to live in interesting times, nor do I need crisis and danger to feel alive. I am cuddled on the couch with a purring cat on my chest and a laptop on my knees, and I am very glad to be alive and moving,loved and dry and warm and well fed. Life is very, very good!

And may it be very, very good for you, too, with or without resolutions, re-assessments, and self-improvement programs. Don't worry. Be happy. Knit on with hope and joy.