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Things To Do On New Year's Day

Yesterday felt strangely like a Sunday, and this week definitely feels like The Week With Two Mondays, but at least tomorrow should come as a nice surprise.

Checking the What's New? page on snopes.com this morning, I found their list of beliefs associated with the New Year.

I forgot to make Howard first-foot into my flat when we got back on New Year's Day, and several items left the home (Howard's luggage and a misdelivered letter, to name but two). However, it seems I accidentally ensured good fortune for 2014 in a couple of ways:
Other "lucky" foods are lentil soup (because lentils supposedly look like coins), pork (because poultry scratches backwards, a cow stands still, but a pig roots forward, ergo those who dine upon pork will be moving forward in the new year), and sauerkraut (probably because it goes so well with pork).

Tick! Had a jacket potato with BBQ pulled pork in the Forest Hill Wetherspoons.
Make sure to do — and be successful at — something related to your work on the first day of the year, even if you don't go near your place of employment that day. Limit your activity to a token amount, though, because to engage in a serious work project on that day is very unlucky.

Tick! I imported a document into Scrivener, formatted it, and set target wordcounts, which fits the bill precisely. Good - I could do with a bit of luck in the writing department.

Anyone else comply with or flout any 01/01 superstitions?


and sauerkraut (probably because it goes so well with pork).

Or because you can consider yourself lucky if you manage to finish it. :P

Looking through that list, it seems like the new year is serious business. I'm oddly reminded of those church bingo goers — you know the kind, armed with a big felt tip pen for their two dozen cards, a selection of lucky dolls, and a host of rituals they must perform to ensure their sustained luck, like birds in a sacral Skinner box.
> like birds in a sacral Skinner box

Oh, I like that!

Must admit I rather like sauerkraut too...
Thanks. :) I thought it was a rather apt metaphor.

I'm not a huge fan of the stuff, although I exaggerated above for the sake of being funny. I do like coleslaw, though.
I did laundry and dishes, but since I'm still TECHNICALLY married (haven't started the divorce yet....)

DJ in these parts -- minion of the evil Dennis O'Brien empire, but I was hard up for listening in the 'everyone you've ever heard of on the proper stations is still on holiday' zone -- commented that Thursday felt like a Monday, because it was the first day he was on that week, but he'd some guy on who was normally there on a Friday, so it felt like he'd gone from one weekend straight to the next.

I think we should take a leaf out of Tolkien, or those "Tree Calendars" that Bob Graves came up with while clearly out of his gourd on "poetic truth", and just dispense entirely with day-of-the-week names from about... oh, 21st Dec to 3rd January, or so. Result!
Yesterday a friend taught me the phrase 'festive perineum' for the weird limbo between Christmas and New Year's. Hmm.
Hee! Not sure that's a mental image I really needed, and it rather lacks the poetry over "Overlithe" and "Foreyule". Pretty much does the job, though.