As I mentioned in yesterday’s ramblings- I’m officially out of work due to the COVID. It’s not a cute little furlough like we had back in March, it’s a full-on layoff. For the first time in 20 years I have no job, no plan, and no idea what’s coming next. Strangely- I’m kinda okay with
You’d think that will all the free time that comes from not having a job, I’d be doing a lot more writing. But here we are a full month since I last posted. I don’t really owe anything to anyone here. I don’t have sponsors and my core group of followers is super understanding of
Yesterday was a good day. Yesterday was a much needed breath of fresh air. Yesterday was a good day. So why does today have to suck so hard? To flashback, Ashley-Michelle and I decided that we needed something of a mental health break and just wanted to get the hell out of town for a
So the last couple days have been, for lack of articulate description, fucking shit. I went into my weekend (Wednesday/Thursday) with such excitement and hope, that I failed to see a train hurtling towards me at full speed. What sucks even more is that I can’t even post about it without potentially causing more problems.
So my tax return arrived on Wednesday. Then I waved goodbye to it on Thursday. Like you do. I originally hoped to earmark the money for another cruise for my birthday but for now that idea is on hold. It’s likely still gonna happen but I had to send money on another adventure for the
I’ve decided that I no longer believe in time. I know that sounds INCREDIBLY odd but if you’ve been following this blog for a while you really shouldn’t be surprised at this point and if you are, you haven’t been paying attention. Everyone in the world is all hyped up about the new year and,
Well hello July. I’m late to this. And I never did a June wrap-up. Well, I did write a June wrap-up but it was garbage and I trashed it. Which is saying something since I normally let some really winners loose on this poor little blog. I worked all weekend which made it hard to
It was around this time last year that I had my own version of a nervous breakdown and ended up in the hospital. It was far from being a pleasant time in my life. As I write this now, I’m know I’m in the middle of a depression. It feels a lot like the flu
Avoiding Neverland 