I learned years ago that New Year’s Eve is never what it’s cracked up to be.
Even when I got dressed up, went to parties with friends, and had a whole night planned - it usually sucked.
One year, the clock struck midnight as we drove to another party. Lame.
In 1999, I was sure the flip to the year 2000 would be epic. It wasn’t. After a sad display of fireworks, we left a disappointing party and went home.
For the past decade, I’ve been content to spend New Year’s Eve on my couch. As a retail professional coming off a relentless push through December, I surely didn’t want to be outside around people. And I definitely didn’t want to be standing anymore.
So, forget it.
A quiet night at home with some movies, my husband, and my dog sounded like the right move. So, that’s what I’ve done for several years. I’ll do it again this year too.
I’m not big on resolutions, either. I’m not the “New Year/New Me” type. If I want to change something, I usually do it right away. So, the new year doesn’t have such an allure. When we headed into 2020, it didn’t dawn on me that it was a new decade.
I like to reflect on the year gone by. Look at my accomplishments and see what I could’ve done better. Pause, notice the work I’ve done and the connections I’ve made, and view my work as a whole.
Check out my post from LinkedIn for a quick run-down. ⬇️
I’ll spend day or two adjusting my business. A few days of rest are much needed. After that, I’ll return to work and begin making new connections.
If you’re headed to a party this year - fantastic! If you’ve opted for your couch with a blanket and a dog - awesome! Whatever you decide to do for New Year’s Eve, I wish you the best.
Cheers!
Keeping up with Kit
I’m doing some work with a retail software company, Zipline. This blog was featured on their website in December.
How to Reduce Turnover & Keep Your Store Teams Committed
I recorded a few podcasts in November, and one of them was released this week. You can check out the Retailistic Podcast here on Apple or Spotify.
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“Kit, did you eat your peas?”
New Year’s Day
January 1st is the only holiday I would ever request off. Corporate offices are closed, mall hours are short, and not much ever happened that day.
New Year’s Day was a tradition in my family too. My grandmother, Bobbie, would cook black-eyed peas with a colossal ham hock. She’d have this giant stock pot on the stove, boiling away, and we’d all descend on her house for beans, rice, cornbread, and greens.
She was so short that the pot appeared to hover over her head. She’d stir it regularly but I don’t think she could even see inside the pot.
Bobbie hailed from Georgia, so we were required to eat black eyes peas on the first of the year for good luck. The greens you ate brought you money. I’d scoop the ham from my peas and fill up on cornbread.
“Kit, did you eat your peas?”
I can still hear her now.
The smell of black-eyed peas and rice take me right back to her kitchen.
Wishing You All the Best
Thank you for being here and being a part of the Traveling Money community.
Happy New Year.
I wish you good luck, lots of money, and a prosperous new year.
Pour your favorite drink, put your feet up, and pet your pets.
Until next time.
Peace,
Kit
What a great way to wrap up the year!! I'm with you. On the couch and looking at accomplishments. I suppose a few black eyed peas wouldn't hurt. Thanks!
Anymore, both New Years at St. Patrick's Day both strike me as "amateur hour." Too people-y, too much drunkenness, too much... everything.
I'm much more content to stay home and see if I can actually make it to midnight