Did you party while 2025 slipped into 2026?
Did you sleep through the transition?
Or were you awake and distracted enough to miss the moment?
At one time or another in my life, I’ve managed each of those three possibilities. I do need to admit, most of the times I was awake during the turning of one year to the next I was a number of years younger than at present. In recent years, I feel accomplishment if I make it to only one time zone away.
At least twice, New Years Eve was celebrated at the movie theater followed by a breakfast buffet. (And that was followed by sleep.) One benefit I did not anticipate from those celebrations was minimal clean-up. No discarded party hats. No empty beverage bottles. No confetti on the carpet.
A modest party hat, suitable to wear during clean-up duties is modeled by Ms. Foamhead.
“Three…two…one. Happy New Year!”
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