The most fun I’ve ever had on “the big night” is the time when I attended a house party at a house where I was staying so there was no commute. The most recent best celebration was a dinner party for a small group of close friends. Mellow. No expectations. Just good wine, good food, and good company.
Last year, we went to a cool little party at a friend’s place, but I had to work the next morning so no booze for me. I’m not sure it even counts as a NYE celebration if you’re home in bed by 12:15am.
Tonight my signif and I have come up with the perfect plan for just the two of us. I’m not sharing. It’s between us.
And even though it’s NYE, I’m kinda looking forward to it.