And not liking it very much.
The S.O. has been on a cleaning binge, one such that I’ve not seen in recent memory. I just retreat to my computer and hide-every year I forget this little ritual. Mostly likely she realizes there is a 50-50 chance that my standard of living is going to drop preciptiously in six months. Resumes anyone?
In the alternate universe my alter ego is boarding a plane and heading for Pattaya Beach. There to rent a “buddy” and bring in the New Year in the most appropriate hedonistic fashion. Here in this universe however, I’m trying to avoid the loud noise of that new vacuum cleaner. The S.O. is a big believer in having a clean house to greet the new year.
Its a tradition of sorts with her. Too bad I can’t convince her of that great western tradition-shagging the male of the house each night till New Years………………..
At least my alter ego will have to be putting up with this. In either universe it sucks to be an airport or train station employee at this time of year:
We will be in Tokyo for New Years day. At least the city will be empty, if the video above is to be believed. The last segment about train service is pointing out that bullet trains are filled to 180% capacity-so its standing room only on trains north and south.