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I was proud of myself. I promised myself that I was going to relax on New Year's Eve. I did lots of nothing yesterday (and lots of something, but that's a comfy mix for me), and when it was close to time when people might come over and I had no real food in the house, I let it go. wild_irises and alanbostick came over and we just schmoozed for a while. I felt very comfy around them, and I think I only interrupted Alan a few times. Hope they weren't expecting a rousing party -- it was nice to just relax with friends, and I feel encouraged to try the bread again.

Stayed up until midnight to wish Munchkin The Younger a happy birthday, and then talked in bed with my sweeties until who-knows-when in the morning, but it probably wasn't more than three hours ago, so I should probably go back to bed.

Tomorrow/today, I plan to do as little as possible. May enlist help with the dishes. May read all day (besides the time we're visiting wild_irises and alanbostick's place in the afternoon). May not. Want to go pick up a cake for the Munchkin, but may let that go, too.

I don't do nothing very often. Lately, I've been letting myself do nothing a little every day, and I like it. It was liberating to have people over and just offer them what we were having, rather than knocking myself out making party food. That said, I shall likely return to knocking myself out making party food in the future, because that's a lot of fun for me. :-)