Everyone starts the new year in the same boring way. We go down town in the crowds and cold to watch the fireworks or the ball drop or, the slightly less adventurous, stay at home and watch in the comfort of our pajamas on tv. We stay up late and go to parties and toast the new year at midnight. It is all very fun but it is actually the wrong way to start a new year (I just decided this and I always have to he right).
Now that I know that all of our traditions are the wrong way to start I have decided to compile a list (for future generations) of the right way to start a new year.
1) Get your hair done.
We always start our new year feeling bad about who we are. We come up with resolutions like lose weight or swear less which loosely translated into “be better.” Why do we have to be so down on ourselves? Why can’t we start a year feeling really good about who we are and how we look? Why not start out the year with a shot of confidence? Stop putting off a new hair style or outfit and do something that makes you feel goid about yourself. That is a way better way to “be better” anyway.
2) Do laundry/Change your sheets
This isn’t a metaphor. I’m being fully serious. There is almost nothing better than climbing into bed on clean sheet day. Or knowing that every outfit you own is clean and at the ready. You can wear anything you want. You can BE anything you want. You’ll feel good. You’ll be good.
Just change your sheets. It’s easy and it feels good. Clean sheet day is the best.
3) get a good night sleep.
I know this goes against everything we believe about New Year’s Eve as a society but trust me this is the right way to start the year. Just go crawl into your freshly made bed at a decent hour and get some sleep. I have stayed up to see the new year every year and I have yet to see anything happen. There is no bright green flash and there is no calendar police, there isn’t even a parade. It’s okay to miss all of the nothing. Get a good night sleep and actually feel good on the first day of your new year.
4) get dressed
I have not been ending the year well. The thought of putting on jeans instead of my pajama pants almost makes me want to cry. But I am still going to get dressed, maybe in something cute, on New Year’s Day. I’m not going to start my new year in sweat pants nursing a headache, again.
It’s going to be a good year.