I hate the holiday. Perhaps it stems from when I dated SI, and he'd leave me alone and crying so he can go be with his mistress...and all the New Year's after that more or less sucked because I was alone on a night that is known for kissing at midnight. So I'd go to a matinee, order Chinese food, work on a puzzle and go to bed by 10 pm.
Then I spent 2012 and 2013 with ManFriend, so I wasn't alone, and I did kiss someone at midnight.
This year I decided to fly out to see Mountain Man. I have no idea what is going on with 'us'. Sure we email and text 6 of 7 days and we've had some virtual dates...but is anything there? I hoped to find out.
New Year's eve was a long day. I woke up really early, worked 1/2 a day then spent about 10 hours traveling. Instead of watching the ball drop, we watched a movie cuddled on the couch, I did make it to midnight in the new time zone and we wished each other a happy new year after the movie was over.
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