Monday means I can't get my bagel because Rosenberg's is closed on Mondays. It also means all the normal Mondayish stuff is going on. I am most likely going to bed at my normal time tonight--not planning any big celebrations other than maybe watching a couple of episodes of the last season of The Americans.
Happy New Year, world! It will be 2019 for us in 3 hours and 22 minutes, but for those of you on the East Coast it's just 22 minutes away (and for those of you across the Atlantic -- what's the future like?).