More than half the day finished here on the right coast.
I would say that 2023 has been a bit less-eve3ntful than the few before it.
Going month-by-month would be difficult.
Generally, though, the first half of the year was really unsettled; I didn’t know what was going to happen going forward.
I ended up heading to see my mother in March, as my grandfather was worried about her after a few trips to the hospital.
Message the Fantasy Football league where I finished dead last. Aaron Rodgers’s injury on the first drive of the damn season kinda iced it for me very early.
Oh well.
Work, after half the year being in doubt, has been incredibly stressful before December. I’ve checked out a bit the second-half of the month since the HR geniuses stole the equity (read: unused leave) I’d bargained for when I took the gig. Whatever.
Time to figure out what to do for the first bit of the year. Dreading the MRI results in a few weeks.
At the same time, whatever. I’ve done the things I need to do to get us in a good place.
Time to take a break?
But I’m really never going to do that as long as I can type.
This is what I do. Even if I don’t get paid. (And if you’ve been on the Intertubes as long as I have, you’d understand that a .org is for non-commercial endeavors…)