I have the same kind of wild night that Banjer described! We toast in the new year with our friends in the UK (6 pm, Eastern Standard Time), then settle down for some Forced Family Fun in a game of Life, Scrabble, or Monopoly. Early to bed, but awakened by the fireworks going on a mile away in the center of town. If we sit on the dining room floor and look out the sliding doors we can just see them- and then back to bed. A coupla visits and open houses on New Years day.
My hopes for 2001 are complicated. My spouse and I hope to figure out where we're going in a difficult situation. That will point me into the next decision- to try to sell the house, and whether to buy land to the east or west of town. Decision #1 will virtually answer decision #2.
Oh, and definitely fiddle lessons. It is time.