Dear New Year,
I know some people call you Happy, but I think that is rather presumptuous. Not that I am against you being happy, I actually think that is not a bad start. But the fact is, it seems to set the stage for some unrealistic expectations, at least from where I’m standing. I wonder if you introduced yourself to me, what you’d prefer to be called? Are you forthcoming in this way? I mean, will you come out and call a spade a spade. How exactly does one address a New Year?
So for a start, let’s just start over, OK?
I’ll say, “Hello and you are?”
Then you go ahead and tell me who you really are. Or who you are going to be.
Well, I guess I will see you on December 31st about midnightish…unless I fall asleep. But that would be rude. I will try to wait up for you. That seems fair and reasonable. I mean greeting a new friend is important. I mean, I hope we will be friends. So until then, I look forward to meeting and greeting you.
But, truth be told…I’m hoping for Happy. Out with the old, in with the new.
Hoping to be friends,
Linking with Kate at 5 Minute Friday…it’s been awhile!