How do we know that it's a new year?
B. attended part of the online round-the-world New Year's Eve party. I didn't.
B. took down the decorations from the Christmas tree. I put the (artificial) tree away for another year.
In honor of omicron, I didn't make a supplemental run to another grocery outlet to pick up the items that were out of our weekly order on Friday. Instead, I placed an order at the other outlet, but for pickup on Sunday instead of Saturday, just in case the holiday hours were wonky.
It's quiet here (though there were a lot of pops and bangs starting about 11.30 on Friday night) and rather dark.
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