I am getting old...
First, I don’t care for New Year’s celebration. I believe I was in bed by 8 pm and may have heard some detonation later that night (This is Tennessee after all.) But what really is messing me up is that I felt all day like it was the weekend, and my brain and body are rejecting the notion that I have two more days of labor this week. I’ll be grumpy till Saturday when I go to Appleseed.
In the meantime, get off my lawn.
it’s another made up holiday to give state and federal employees another day off to spend money …. I worked yesterday. the one benefit was way less frantic assholes “commuting” to thier cubical like they are rushing a bleeding kid to the hospital.. my employer only closes for Christmas and Thanksgiving. holiday pay is a nice perk- work 8 get paid for 16.. yes Sir, I agree, “get off my lawn”…
After 10' my Maine Coon came up and said it was time for bed. 18 lbs of "follow me, dammit!" was enough, after a long day and a Bullet Rye.