This year, I did NOT celebrate in grand style. And it was WONDERFUL. After all of the insanity of the previous month or so, it was really nice too be able to sit down with a pint of ice cream (!!), a good book, and wait for the New Year to arrive in my candle lit apartment. Incredible.
I’m one of those (un)lucky few who hovers between extrovert and introvert. I love people. I LOVE them. I love excitement and crowds and parties and madness; however, it’s significant amounts of time spent by myself that allow me to enjoy all of that. This past weekend was a much needed break, and just in time to start the New Year off right.
In other news, Ben and I spent New Year’s Day reorganizing the PCV library at the Bureau. It’s nice to have someone around who’s as compulsive as I am . . . and who’ll actually kick my butt into doing something about it.