December 31, 2022

Vowed not to go into a panic about the party tonight, and have not. Need to fry sausage. Need to pick up a few last things at the store. Need to give myself 2 hours to set up. That’s the most of it. Invitees changeable as taffeta. Left foot crushed by fasciitis, which should be a grand sensation through the day. Have not a drop of valedictory energy in me on this the last day of the year.