Repeating the theme of my annual post, for me this weekend is The New Year.
December 31st is new year’s eve on the calendar. But in my head and of my body clock, Labor Day is my true New Year’s Eve. This goes back to my boarding school days when we prepared to return to the dormitory with new shoes and notebooks; clean sheets and clothes; and much anticipation about what the the year ahead would bring. Resolutions were part and parcel of living in to the next few months as well. In those days: do homework better. No fooling around. Be more respectful. Nowadays: Row more. Eat better. Drink less. Take better care of Mother. And, this year: blog more. I don’t care if nobody reads my blog. For me, it is a gratifying form of expression especially in the face of writer’s block. So, to all my friends: Happy New Year!!