No New Year For Me

I hear it’s been hot south of us. Not far south, but just a state or two away it’s been their hottest weather of the year. I am grateful we are in Maine, where it may warmer than usual, but no one would call it hot.

When we decided last year to come to Maine for the last half of August and the first half of September I more or less broke the life long tradition that the new year really starts at Labor Day. New school year, new TV year, new garden club year, lots of new things start in September.

By staying on vacation three weeks past the “New Year” I am kind of skipping all that new year stuff. I am missing somethings, like the first garden club meeting, or rally day at church, in favor of prolonging summer, while also not suffering the terrible heat.

I know that staying away from “the new year” does not mean it does not come, with the exception of TV, which may never come back if the writers’ and actors’ strike is not settled. I am looking forward to just slipping into the new year already in progress.

I don’t have anyone starting school. I don’t have to go to parents’ night, or buy school supplies. I don’t have to start a new year in September. I can just extend summer as long as I like, or until it is time to come back to work. It will happen soon enough. Until then I hope things cool down for you all south of us, which is almost all of you. I would like to return home to cooler weather, but I fear that might not be in the plan.

I hope the new year has been easy so far. Don’t tell me what I missed. It doesn’t make one bit of difference. I don’t have to do anything I don’t want to do. I’m still on summer vacation.