I feel as if I am an alien. I don't like New Year's Eve at all and DH thinks I am miserable. The only other person I know who hates New Year's Eve is my mum! Everyone else seems to really like it. I don't get it. I've never liked it. I hate the feeling of 'you must enjoy' about it and the 'oooh a new year hooray' stuff and I always feel crap on New Year's Day due to too much drink and lack of sleep. We are having some friends over tonight, which is nice but I'd just rather go to bed by myself at 9pm with a good book and a hot chocolate than get dressed up, eat nice food, drink champagne and stay up until 2am being jolly. Does anyone else feel like me? Or am I really just a miserable old cow!