New Year's Eve 2006 was the first that I had ever spent alone and there was something incredibly empowering about it. I had just closed on my first house & New Year's Eve was Moving Day. I was exhausted by the packing/moving/unpacking/etc. and I just really wasn't up to making the effort. So, I didn't. I spent the evening on my brand new couch in my brand new house with my trusty old dog. The pizza delivery guy flirted with me when he delivered my dinner. I put on my pajamas and was in bed hours before midnight. It was the best New Year's Eve I'd ever had, up to that point.
He looked at me and said, "You're welcome. I'm getting ready to do something else."
(Photo from Stephanie Wallace Photopgraphy)
It may not be fancy, but on the eve of 2010, Rob has challenged me to a Guitar Hero Battle.
I said, "Yes!"