We were watching a movie at midnight - we knew it was midnight because we heard the fireworks being set off by our neighbors. Not our direct neighbors, but those other unnamed, unknown neighbors. The ones who let off fireworks and shoot guns at midnight on New Year. Also when the local football/basketball team wins a championship. Or a game. This is the South End, after all.
We heard the fireworks and we said Happy New Year and we kissed and we went back to watching our movie. We'd bought a bottle of wine and a bottle of champagne to celebrate - the champagne was never opened and the wine, well, I had one glass, then poured another and kept the bottle out in anticipation of having a third. This morning, the second glass was still there and so was the bottle, warm now of course. I put it back in the refrigerator anyhow. I'm drinking it now, in fact. Mixed with some of the champagne. We never did ding our glasses together.
I accomplished everything on my list today. Well, everything but one thing, and I hadn't really planned on doing that today anyhow, so I'll call the whole list complete, and that's a great way to begin a new year. My list included things like dishes, laundry, vacuuming, but also fun things like taking a walk and pushing Geneva on the swings at the park. And I'll be honest, I'm at a point in my life where things like dishes and laundry and vacuuming are fun because I can make Jimi keep an eye on the baby while I do them, and also because they get my house cleaner and it feels so good to have a clean house. At least, I'm pretty sure I remember that it felt that way.
I have 2600 pictures on my phone and can't bring myself to delete them even though they're backed up on the computer. And Facebook. And Instagram.