New Years Day didn't turn out quite as expected.
I had been planning to take some photographs of the town's New Years Levee, which is a free, open skate at the arena. They do this every year, and I was going to shoot it this year because it is the beginning of our 200th Anniversary, and I am to be one of the volunteer, event photographers.
Life being what it is, I awoke with a bit of a sore throat on the 31st, but it hasn't turned into much, thank goodness. But as I was sitting at the computer paying bills and getting financial tracking in order for the new year (I do a spreadsheet by year), I thought to myself, "I think I'm feeling a little bit dizzy."
Apparently, dizziness has been a symptom of recent flu, but I thought it had run its course a month ago, for I hadn't heard any recent reports. Apparently, it lasts for a long time once it strikes, so I hope my symptoms are coincidental. I have been spared flues and colds for the most part for the past few years, so maybe it's my turn.
I want to put you minds at rest that it, the dizziness, certainly was not from a NY Eve hangover since I didn't even imbibe in one drop of alcohol. I had meant to, but I never got around to it. Pity.
The long and short of it is that I didn't attend the Levee, but faithful Bob did, so the photography was in good hands.
What I did do was watch quite a lot of tv since, with a bit of a spinning noggin, I wasn't keen on settling down to a book.