We feebly toasted to the New Year a few hours before midnight and then we crashed.
Or tried to. Unfortunately that's when the BIG fireworks started, terrifying our dogs.
I swear someone was playing with fuel-air explosives and the shock waves would hit our house with a big WUMP! that sounded like giants kicking our every door and window. Our dogs were trembling. Car alarms were going off.
My wife had to work New Years Day and we were not happy dragging ourselves out of bed a few hours after the explosions had stopped.
Life's a little better today, January Second. Maybe the trajectory of the entire year can be similarly upwards!
I think my 2016 prescribed psych meds are still working, the side effects are not intolerable, and I seem to be somewhat functional, so I feel safe to say "Happy New Year!"
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