In recent years, particularly since E came along, I have not typically made a big deal about New Years Eve celebrations. My sister-in-law’s birthday falls on Dec 31, and so, other than a bit of a celebratory dinner, the extent of our observation of the turning of the calendar over the past few years has been really a countdown to around 10:30pm when we turn in for the night and bid 2014 goodbye from our dreams.
However, I certainly never saw this ending to 2014 coming, and was completely blindsided by what might be the worst bout of flu I have experienced in my adult life. It literally manifested in a matter of minutes – one moment I was fine and dandy, and the next moment I felt like my lifeforce had suddenly been drained through a funnel. As I type this, I have spent the last 36 or so hours lying in bed shivering away, shooting pains going through the back of my head and a general feeling of complete weakness. Even taking the twenty or so steps to the bathroom feels like a marathon. J & E are of course at my sis-in-law’s birthday dinner, so, unless I can wait up long enough, I will likely close out 2014 alone in my bed.
So, while I had all the best intentions of putting up a proper recap of 2014 complete with photos and yada yada, unfortunately, I am struggling to maintain any semblance of coherrence. As such, I may leave that to the first post of next year.
In the meantime, here’s wishing everyone a very happy 2015, and hope you are all in far better stead than I am. May you smash all your goals and realise your dreams!