Nearly 11:30 New Year's Eve.
I am back from my Valley trip. I went down there last night to retrieve a desktop computer. This morning I dropped off the computer from Halifax at a recycling depot. which was fun.
I ran some errands afterward, including breakfast at the Front Street Cafe in Wolfville. It is under new management. The food is just as good, if not better, than it was before. The new owner is Chinese and now they have a pretty extensive Chinese food selection. Apparently, it is authentic Chinese food, so I can get behind that. The eggs benedict this morning was terrific.
I went to the Foxhill Cheese House again and got one more thing of eggnog. Went back to the house to get the computer and some other things, and went back to Wuffle to pick up some tomatoes and a few other things. Drove to the city.
We had fish for dinner. I hooked up the computer and have Plex installed on it. I am slowly adding back the content. For those of you who mooched off my Plex, you will have to send me another request to share, because this is a new Plex server for a "new" computer. Sorry, but there is no way around it.
We are 31 minutes away from 2017. 2016 sucked for an awful lot of people, mostly because so many of their favourite celebrities died, I guess. It wasn't a bad year. Not a great year, but not a bad one. I got a chance to write about unsolved murders and missing persons cases at Frank, a part-time job I find very fulfilling. I got a new car. Saw some good movies and tv shows. Read a few good books. Slept. Got fatter. Could have been a better year, but it could have been worse, too.
For the new year, I want to try to have more fun. Patricia thinks I am dour, morose, maybe even sullen. I will try to rectify that next year. Fun. Yeah, let's try that.
You guys have a good evening. See you in 2017.