Another Square

It's that time of year again. I'm counting squares, well counting meals, well counting how many meals to serve between Rosh Hashanah and Simchat Torah. Its a few rounds of eat, eat, eat, eat-to-prepare-to-starve, starve, eat-after-starving, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat, eat , eat. Anyway, I have my little chart with who I've invited and what I'll be serving. I've started doing some cooking when my husband announces that the Kabballah (mystical Judaism) suggests that one should actually have guests on the last shabbos of the year prior to Rosh Hashannah to bring in the new year right. Seriously? You're adding to the marathon? To my squares? I think that is in the same category as praying after the shofar is blown on Yom Kippur concluding the fast. You're just so proud of yourself for making it 26 hours without food and water and there's people that say, "No, there's more praying to do!" You're thinking: "I just made it 26 hours without food or water.  With all due respect to the Almighty, we'll have to chat later. I'm outta here!"
It's not that I was going to skip Shabbos or anything like that! But I probably would have slipped by. The kabballah card always wins. I mean you just can't muck with mysticism. You know there are all these quantum physic theories about quarks and who knows what and I'm just not messing with them. If you want to read more about them, try the book "What The Blink Do We Know?"...or maybe we have just once again gone a bit overboard.... and I don't mean to complain, but just when I was patting myself on the back for planning ahead, wham!
That's the thing with orthodoxy....there's always more. As my Buby used to say: "You give them a finger and they want your entire elbow."
So I picked some awesome friends who will rock the end of my year and catapult me into the New Year in G-d loving, soul stirring style. Of course, my little dachshund is not complaining as there will be more good sniffs to be had. And once again, my husband was right, darn! You just can't roll over into the New Year. You have to go into it with style. Rosh Hashannah, here I come!