Ring in the new

Nothing doing for New Years, besides sitting on the sofa and chillaxing. I did four loads of laundry today, and that's about all I've managed to get accomplished. But I've got a stack of new books with a few more to come, so my reading needs are well taken care of, although I have a stack of work-related stuff I should be looking at. This holiday looked so nice and long before it started, but it's just whizzed by, especially since I ended up going into work for two days of it. And things will be hopping as soon as I get back - Jan, Feb, and March are all just packed.

My new books are:
Love and War in the Apennines, by Eric Newby (true account of an escaped POW on the run in Italy during WWII)
Provenance: How a Con Man and A Forger Rewrote the History of Modern Art, by Laney Salisbury and Aly Sujo
The Monster of Florence, by Douglas Preston (True Crime about an Italian serial killer)
The First Year: Type 2 Diabetes, An Essential Guide for the Newly Diagnosed, by Gretchen Becker (rec'd to me by a flister and so far a great deal of help, practically and emotionally)

The Huskers creamed their bowl opponents yesterday, and hopefully the Nittany Lions will do the same tomorrow.

This has been a year of visibly growing older for me, starting with real grey in my hair and ending with this diagnosis of something I will need to cope with for the rest of my life. The alternative to growing old is, of course, not much fun either, but wow. This stuff is not for sissies.

Here's to the new year. May it bring us all only the best of things.