It’s New Years Day 2009 and Jo and I are both exhausted. We have had a busy couple of weeks moving into our new house and unpacking and also cleaning the old house from top to bottom. And it has been another action packed year.
Which might explain why, after making a special effort to stay up late last night, we dropped off at 11.58.
I always think New Years Eve is silly anyway. Why celebrate the end of the year? What difference does it make? Who needs it?
We had a lovely day today, with a barbeque on the beach at one of the sparkly turquoise bays near Christchurch. 2009 should be less tiring as we are feeling quite settled here now in our lovely new house.
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