I celebrated in the best way for me - I got nearly 8 hours of glorious sleep. It might be because the champagne was opened at 9:30, but I'd been up at 5, worked most of the day, and had no real reason to stay up to see the new year start. I see that it started just fine without me.
Today's plans: finish un-Christmas-ing the house. Take Sophie for a lovely long walk. The poor girl is so starved for walkies - between Mommy's long work days and living with an ancient dog who claims he wants to walk until we actually do it, neither of us is getting enough exercise.
The black-eyed peas are cooking in the crockpot even as I type. Cooking dried beans in the crockpot is stupidly easy - rinse, put in pot, cover with 3 inches of water, turn on low, walk away. Ignore all day, (glance at them casually now and then to see if they need a bit more water, but they probably won't) and by the time you're ready to cook dinner, they're done.
I have a lot of stuff roiling around in my mildly hung-over brain this morning. I'm not happy with my job - I'm happy with the paycheck, it's a good company, good benefits, yes, it was a necessary change for my financial security, but when I think about doing this for another decade or so, I become incredibly depressed. 2015 is going to be a year of intensive, focused life improvement. Right now I'm not sure what path that will take, but I'm absolutely sure there's something else I am supposed to be doing.
Right now, Sophie and I are going to go for a walk.