I think it’s a pretty universal feeling, but New Year’s Eve has always stressed. me. OUT. There’s so much pressure to have it be the MOST AMAZING NIGHT OF THE YEAR, and really? It’s always just weird. This year, we vowed to keep things simple and though we won’t know for sure for another week and a half, I have a feeling this is going to work out much better for us than the last few years. Maybe I’m counting my chickens before they hatch (or whatever. I hate that saying but it’s Monday), but I do feel like I’m…