2018 Wrap Up

time to blargh

I’m so ready for this year to be over.  This year has lasted forever and I’m tired.  Since I haven’t blogged for a year and a half, it seems even longer.  Special thanks to Facebook and Twitter for supporting this blog post by just being there so I can go back and remember stuff.  ‘I’m sure I’ll expand on this later’ is a great set of last words before abandoning this blog for another year and a half so let’s hope it doesn’t come to that.

Halloween 2017
Made a Happy
Sang with a Polka band

December 2017
I made a table.

January
new dog
new-new dog

February
finished Hogwarts banner
refinished a new table

March
Josh’s HP birthday

April
started teaching/learning Latin

May
yet another water leak
started yoga

June
repairs still not done

July
started co2 injection
made a headboard

August
started posting regularly in Art Project 201eight
started playing D&D

September
fantasy photo shoot
Simpsons birthday
fired contractor after wasting $5250

October
Halloween

November
new used car
set my hands on fire

December
Gingerbread houses/Christmas
DNA test

So yeah, the past year has been eventful and for the most part, productive.  I’ve been considering what all I need to do in 2019 and I actually do have some plans and goals, one of which is to blog regularly and actually have content worth reading.

Or maybe just continue shitposting until I die.

Happy 2019!

Happy Boxing Day!

I don’t know how to blog anymore because it’s been so long.  I’m…trying but I’m also sick and tired and sleepy.  Until I learn how to organize my thoughts like a normal human again, here is a gift I got for Christmas:

but take no shit
do no harm

Mine is brass, not silver, but you should buy one in every finish.   I need to fix another bracelet that I used to wear daily so maybe one day I’ll be able to annoy everyone at yoga with my continual clanging.

This took ridiculously long for about 100 words.  Time to nap.

Thinking about things

Man, what a month. I had a birthday and didn’t act like a whiny bitch.  I KNOW, RIGHT?  I am now 38 years old and am determined to…well, not act my age or anything, but maybe hide my immaturity a bit better.  Yeah…

I’m trying to think about this blog going forward.  The PB thing really took the wind out of my sails, so to speak.  I know it’s not ‘ruined’ but it sure feels that way. I really want to restore all the pictures and bring it back to its former glory.  Don’t laugh.  I am even thinking about switching to WordPress pro because it’s pretty darn neat.  I use it for my actual work website and blog and it’s snazzy.  I find it difficult to rationalize the expense, and I can generally rationalize most things I want to spend money on. I don’t want to quit, but I just wonder if it needs a face lift. Start a new blog or just draw a line in the sand and say I’m starting over right here?

There is always something more I want to say, one more thing to joke or whine about.  I’m feeling spread thin, between teaching, working on the social media for the business and blogging for the business which gives me more stress than I like. Mostly because I have a lot of research to do before I can blog somewhat intelligently on topics that I am unfamiliar with just to get a good framework and draft set up before the rest of the technical stuff is added.  We have a full client schedule now, and the Mr. is nice and busy which is encouraging.  Everyday I take a moment to be thankful for the life we have now, and secretly hope that nothing changes from this exact moment in time though I know that’s not realistic in the slightest. That’s not how it works.

I’m doing a terrible ob, by the way. At everything, mostly. Dishes are never done enough, laundry is never done enough, school is never thorough enough, social media presence is for shit, blah, blah, blah. I find myself inordinately excited when I remember to pack ice water for taekwondo or if I remember to practice violin enough. I need to get back on my diet.  I figure as of right now, I have two months before I screw it up with Robin’s birthday. And for all of this, I’m still grateful and happy. Is this what comes with age? Figuring out that things are good, or at least, will be?

It’s late a shit, and I’m obviously not being an adult by playing around on the computer at 0230. I will sleep and I will wake up on time and diet and do dishes and teach and go grocery shopping and go to the library and go to taekwondo and practice violin and clean out the litter box and blog and for fun and profit.