I don’t ascribe much significance to New Year’s Eve. It’s just the last day on the calendar. Tomorrow, we’ll wake up, and things will be more or less exactly where we left them, only with a different number on the end of our cheques. Those of us who live and work in Canada will have to remember that the GST drops a point, to the much more easily calculated 5%. That’s about it.
If I had to sum up this year — and apparently I do — I’d say it’s one I’ll be happy to see the back of. It’s been fraught with deaths and marked by personal and professional uncertainty … and though things finally appear to be settling down, I’d have said that a couple of weeks ago, too. And then, of course, John died.
So: Screw you, 2007! Don’t let the door hit you in the ass on the way out!
Oh, and did I mention I’m turning forty in 2008? Yeah, this year’s gonna be awesome.