I won't hear it because I don't live in a forest
I never got a call from dispatch today so I guess they didn't find me a reasonable load out of here. Looks like I'll be spending New Year's at home for a change. I'm not too surprised really. Business is usually dead during the holidays anyway. If I have to choose between spending New Year's Eve sitting comfortably at
home or in some damn truckstop someplace, I'll choose my recliner every time.
I don't have any sort of party plans for New Year's. I don't like to be out on amateur drunk night. Too many of the damn fools out driving around drunker than a ship full of sailors on weekend liberty. No thanks. I'll likely be right here at home and usher in the new year quietly and without a lot of fanfare.
To be honest I've never really understood the need to celebrate the fact that everyone will be writing and typing the wrong date for several weeks. Silly isn't it? The only real difference between 12/31 and 1/1 is an arbitrary division someone decided upon many years ago. Hanging up a new calendar is hardly worth a party.
But then, I've never really been all that into time anyway.