#58: Hope for 2021

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Chaotic American Mess

A real, American president doesn’t do and say the things he’s said.

Remove him from office. Throw him in prison. Do whatever it takes to restore some sort of integrity to the USA while it can. The “silencing” is a good first step. Of course, there is always Parler where all the classiest racists go to congregate.

Hopefully, God-willing, some form of healing can start in a week and a half.

Americans: also wear a damned mask and stop being a selfish cunt about it. I’d really like to go back home sometime this decade.

I’m outta here. Taking a break from work. I need it. Gonna try to record on one of my trips.

This is about as political as I’m going to get right now. Social media right now is a nightmare to navigate. Oh, and spell check isn’t working on this thing. Go figure.

Another Year, More Unfulfilled Promises

Good day to you. I hope you’re well and healthy.

So, another year is here and another opportunity to tell you about all the awesome, empty promises I’m going to make to myself.

Hey, let’s skip it this year, eh? I mean, anything is pretty much better than what 2020 brought to us, right? I’m sure you’ve seen an incredible amount of new year memes already. I’ll spare you that too.

I’m always happy to improve. If I don’t though, no big deal. As long as I don’t fall into any old bad habits (or new ones for that matter too), it’s all good.

Yearly, I like to re-evaluate how much of my time’s being wasted. As much as I hate to admit some things, I am seeing another end of an era coming.

My podcast was resurrected from the darkest, deepest pit a few years ago and as time has passed, I feel like I can compare it to stale bread. That stale bread is starting to mold a bit. With COVID running crazy and a new mutation, I can’t get out and do things. I can’t travel. I can barely escape my life outside working and coming home. My husband and I have made it a horrible habit to sit in different rooms doing our own thing. I sit here and code. He watches movies. Nothing exciting is happening. Planning for the future is hard. I simply don’t have enough to say or think about. Things are boring. I won’t sugarcoat that because it’s 100% true.

What does that mean? I’m going to be thinking about my podcasting plans. I don’t feel like it’s worth the time, energy, or hosting space right now. I’m going to keep my existing plans, but will scale them down a bit.

Work is continuing on my website though because it’s where I keep my coding skills fresh. I’m not sure if you know, but writing code is my side job. Since I am working in my primary job, it’s been brushed to the backburner, but I still need to keep up-to-date with what’s happening. I’m actually typing this as my “break” from working on my website.

I don’t want to make promises that I will not fulfill this year. I’ve announced plenty of things that I haven’t finished or keep pushing back. I’ll still mention what is coming, but don’t want to put dates on anything.

One of the things people should do is make achievable goals. (They’re called SMART goals, eh?) Can I do that? Nah. I doubt it.