It’s the last day of the year, and I’m not sentimental in the least. While I do condone just about any reason for a party, New Years Eve is one I tend to avoid. A long time ago, when I was married, we always went away over the New Years weekend, just the two of us. Seeing a new place, usually a city, and how they celebrate New Years Eve is a different thing from the hyped up parties that tend to litter Stockholm, and all of Sweden (and quite possibly the world, if you’re a local where you are). I do those parties maybe once every five years. This is definitely not one of those years, since I’m not feeling well yet.
It’ll be a calm night with Malin and Paazu, trying to remind the latter that fireworks are just outside, and not dangerous indoors. He’s calm overall, but gets a bit anxious, so having the flock gathered is probably a good thing.
? Happy New Year, wherever you are! I’ll see you in 2019.