Happy New Year. As soon as we had 15 minutes of dark, the fireworks started here in my neighborhood and across the lake. I remembered a New Year's Eve project I used to do in high school and college, polishing up all my shoes to step into the New Year with everything "renewed". Not up for shining all the shoes tonight and I mostly wear sneakers any how, but I've just finished my handbag, which is quite antique and worn, and it looks like it will make it another year now! It used to be my job (for pay!) to polish my Dad's Sunday shoes on Saturday evenings, so I spent some time recalling his life and our relationship, too. Clearly, not the party girl tonight...
P.S. I go to my front door open it up and let the New Year in, then I walk to my back door, open it and let the old year out!