Don't be a Grinch

Of all the great topics of this weekend, the last of the year, I have to give preference to one related to the celebration of New Year's Eve.

I hope that in the next year, some of these great topics, which I now regretfully bypass, will be mentioned again, and maybe going back in time and reviewing all the ones I skipped all past weekends will be a great choice for some new stories in future posts.
Hmm, something like Back to the future 🙂

And what is that topic, related to New Year's Eve?
Interesting question:
Do you have a good time partying or celebrating on New Years Eve or is it simply just another night for you.

I am no longer a child, so that I believe in the magic of Christmas and New Year's Eve, so that I expect presents from Santa Claus that he will bring down the chimney, while on the roof of my house snow sleighs with reindeer are waiting for him.

As a child, I tried my best not to fall asleep and wait until midnight, so that mom and dad would congratulate me on the new year.
Back then I was still looking forward to the quick arrival of each next one (which isn't really the case now - I hate how fast they go by).

As I grew up, waiting midnight awake became a daily routine for me, we had parties on weekends as well as on weekdays, the large society in which I moved was well organized, so literally every night could be like New Year's.
But even then, it was not an ordinary night, precisely because of the group euphoria.

Namely, there were years when I couldn't wait for that big New Year's party, when, as usual, almost everyone who went out of their houses to party, was fully ready for fun.
That New Year's Eve in those younger years was an opportunity for me to meet cheerful people wherever I went.
These were not parties, like any other during the year, when only individuals who are at the party are in a good mood, but the whole city is in one big party.

Now I'm not even a teenager or a young man, so that for New Year's Eve I only have partying, drinking and women in my head.
I'm a little older, so I spend New Year's Eve a little calmer.

I met a friend the other day who I haven't seen in years. She moved to Norway, so we rarely saw each other.
Remembering our younger days, we also touched on the celebration of the new year.
For several years in a row, at her house or at my house, we made a dinner for a select group of people, which turned into a real party after midnight, because then the whole group joined us, which had previously been outside their home.
It was nice, but a bit tiring, because we had to figure out in advance how many people "might" stop by, and how many drinks they "might" drink.
Then we knew only one thing for sure. It will be a great time.

Years later, when I started celebrating the New Year with my partner, in our home, we reconciled as much as possible.
No more loud music, not many guests...
There is still a decorated Christmas tree, presents under it, excellent food and quality drinks on the table and fireworks at midnight which we watch from the window of our apartment.

Although the first of January is just another new day, at midnight on December 31 no spectacular turn in our lives happens (nothing special happened in 1999 either), I have never and will not allow New Year's Eve to be like any other night.
I'll do my best to make New Year's Eve nice and interesting.
I will never let myself be the Grinch.

If nothing else, on that night we make some new promises to ourselves for the next year (or we repeat the ones already made before), and we give each other gifts (which we can give and give any day of the year), but this New Year's eve, we choose with a little more care and make with a little more laughter and good mood, while we pull them out from under the decorated Christmas tree.