As my therapist would say at the beginning of nearly every single conversation we’ve ever had, “So, what shall we talk about today?”
If you’ve followed along for long enough you know that I don’t think much of New Years Resolutions and that’s normally what everyone talks about today. Me, I resolve to find a resolution to whatever was problematic yesterday, which is essentially the same as what I was doing yesterday about the day before, and the day before about the day before that.
The only difference between a normal day and New Year’s Eve last night was I watched, for a brief and fleeting moment, someone tell me the day changed at midnight. And, I have to admit, I tune in for that almost every year for a bit of a macabre reason – I’m waiting for the day the ball malfunctions and the whole too-well choreographed, over-the-top pomp and circumstance is forced to take on a sort impromptu delight reflective of what life really is: unpredictable.
In the past I used to have people over to celebrate. But, it was the same open door policy that existed during Sunday football, or Saturday BBQs, etc. already with me. Sometimes people took advantage of it sometimes they didn’t. For a time I used to go to a piano bar to celebrate. But, that too wasn’t so dissimilar to any other gathering at the piano bar with that circle of friends as well. And, now, this new incarnation of celebrating isn’t too dissimilar to any other time spend with the family. It’s special because it’s our time together even if to an outsider it seems rather ordinary.
Everyone’s now asleep and much as I’d normally do when that happens I have a chance to reflect – well that and catch up on the 101 things I don’t get to do with a pregnant wife and a toddler doing what they do to suck up my free time, but that’s another story.
So, here we are in 2018.
The United Nations didn’t name it the year of anything. Go figure. However, the International Coral Reef Initiative which is comprised of founding nations Australia, France, Japan, Jamaica, the Philippines, Sweden, the United Kingdom, and the United States as well as more recent entrants named it “The Year of the Reef” in an effort to “implement Chapter 17 of Agenda 21, Aichi Target 10 of the Convention on Biological Diversity’s 10-year Strategic Plan” whatever that means considering the United States is governed by the anti-intellectual Republican party who’s primary focus is on the excessive exploitation rather than conservation of natural resources … but, I digress.
There will be some sporting events like the Winter Olympics (with no NHL players and no Russians, among other twists); the FIFA World Cup (with no Italy, Netherlands, United States, Chile and New Zealand, among other odd turns) and the usual oddities of the major professional sports leagues to look forward to.
There will be mid-term elections in the United States where all 435 seats in the United States House of Representatives and 33 of the 100 seats in the United States Senate will be contested as well as 39 state and territorial governorships and about half of the State Level Legislative seats will also be voted on. Considering the political environment of the past several years this could prove to be a highly controversial situation that more than likely strains more than a few relationships.
Of course, there will be the usual cadre of celebrations – birthdays, holidays and other rememberances, and of course, anniversaries. Five years, to be specific. Holy shit. Time flies.
And, on that personal note there will be some additions to the family. Very excited. Very nervous. Very not ready – but thankfully nothing’s happening today so there’s no pressure in that regard. Hopefully, only additions. And some big life changes for a couple of family members. Stuff I can sit on the sidelines for and just cheer them on without the stress of having to actively be involved. I’m sure there will be some other big accomplishments, though, at this point, I don’t know what – it is, after all, only the first of the year.
So too, like every year time will pass. Milestones will be met. And, before you know it I’ll be bitching about resolutions again in 2019. Till, then, my resolution for today is to resolve the things left unresolved from yesterday — and on that note, there’s some dishes in the sink I should probably rinse before bed…