New Year’s Eve 2018

Everyone’s doing retrospectives on how their year went. I’ve been writing “2019” on things for a month already, as I set up new project pages in my bullet journal. The coming year is either going to be the best year of my life, ever, or it’s going to break me. A lot of things are either going to work out perfectly, or they’ll blow up in my face. As I’d prefer the former, there’s no time for me to look back. I have to keep my eyes on the prize, and that’s in front of me. Happy New Years Eve 2018.

Pausing and reflecting is something you should probably do more than once a year anyway. If you’ve got goals, you probably have some sort of milestones, deadlines, and other metrics to indicate progress that you should be watching. For personal growth, daily meditation works, with maybe a weekly or monthly check-in. Cramming everything into an arbitrary calendar probably isn’t effective.

New Year’s Eve 2018

Tonight I’ve got some nice salmon for dinner. We’ve also got a big jar of mustard herring, which is exactly what it sounds like and is heavenly. There are lovely crackers, and good cheese, and pickles. It’s not supposed to be too cold, so we’ll probably walk up the hill and look out over the city, counting the number of fireworks displays going off. There’s a couple of bottles of prosecco chilling in the fridge, for a midnight toast.

Other than that, there’s only one other ritual I follow. I picked it up from my grandmother, and have done it ever since I got my own apartment. Before midnight, she’d open the window and put a quarter out on the window ledge. Then she’s close the window, because it would be cold. After midnight she’d bring the quarter in and put it in a safe place. She said that it was supposed to guarantee that you’d never go broke.

As a kid I though, of course you won’t go broke, you have a quarter stashed away. I’m normally superstitious, but I do it any way. A little symbolic magic, even if I don’t believe in it, can at least put me the the right frame of mind. It’s also one of the few connections I still have with my grandmother, so I can plead nostalgia. The only change I’ve made in Finland is that I use a 20 euro cent piece. There are no quarters because of the metric system.

Tomorrow I’ll begin to write about some of those things the new year has in store for me. Until then, Happy New Year, and have a wonderful time!


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  1. One of the leaders of my church, a fellow called M. Russell Ballard, said ““I am so thoroughly convinced that if we don’t set goals in our life and learn how to master the technique of living to reach our goals, we can reach a ripe old age and look back on our life only to see that we reached but a small part of our full potential.” I don’t plan as enthusiastically as you do, Berin, but I do set goals and targets loosely, all in my head. It’s good when they are achieved, and if not now, maybe later.

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