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January 12, 2007
Sleeping in the New Year
I successfully made it through New Year's Eve without smoking cigarettes. I didn't do so well over Christmas when I had at least two or three. I must admit if I made it through New Year's it was mostly because I went to a horrible party where I didn't have much fun. I had enjoyed a good dinner with my best friend and her boyfriend to which I supplied some red wine.
By the time, we arrived at the home of some mutual friends I was tipsy and soon I managed to be tipsier as there was more wine to drink. I had been out the night before, didn't get much sleep and seemed to be a little bit under the weather ever since Christmas.
Too much alcohol and about two dozen deep-fried hors d'oeuvres made me sleepy. I actually fell asleep and woke up on a bed full of coats when my friend came to get me to see the ball drop on TV. I went back for another nap before we finally all left at two in the morning.
More than Christmas, New Year's always gets me down. That evening I was a single person among many couples and I just felt bitter. I mean it sometimes isn't always fun to be the odd man out in the room. What really discouraged me, the couples that night generally didn't seem happy, other than the hosts of the party and the couple I had dinner with beforehand.
It’s hard to judge people who are more friends of friends. However, when I arrived and looked around the room, they actually seemed to all be brooding. Almost, as if each pair of partners had had some enormous fight right before showing up. My neurotic mind instead of seeing it as a sign that not being single doesn’t guarantee happiness decided to ask myself a more self-deprecating question.
If these miserable so-and-sos could find romance or at least someone with whom to share their scowl-inducing misery, why am I here alone on New Year's Eve yet again? Anyway, going to sleep on a bed full of coats as glamorous as that sounds wasn't the best response to stumbling into the unhappiest place on earth.
It did however leave me to remember mostly good wine and delicious breaded cheese sticks instead of six hours of awkward conversation. My birthday is just a month away so soon again I'll be asking myself why I'm growing old less than gracefully and constantly solo. Nevertheless, if a party is my honor I normally stay awake for it and don't invite frownie townies.
PS - One of my co-workers announced her engagement today but she always smiles and feeling bitter over other people's successful romances seems so 2006 at this point.
Posted by Will at January 12, 2007 2:22 AM
