Per family tradition, I'll spend today disassembling the Christmas tree so it will be out of the house before the New Year. The lights on the stairs and elsewhere will stay to cheer us through January's darkness, but I'll also begin to put away the red and green bits.
I'll set the black-eyed peas to soak and give thanks for the end of this horrible year.
Though it's tempting to stay up till midnight to see the end of it (make sure it goes, as someone said,) it's been a while since we felt the need of waiting till midnight to toast the New Year.
Instead, I'll be thinking of my blog friends in different time zones and raising a glass with them--Joan, Merisi, Therese, Miss Yves, Martin, and Andree --and all the rest of you, here and there.
Goodbye, 2020--and good riddance!