it's a convoluted mess
January. 2024. The Bobs are still recovering from A Very Covid Christmas. Or rather Bob is at about 99% and I’m still lingering around 75%. We don’t know where we caught it from (considering we barely leave the house), but recent information claims incubation is only two or three days so we can pretty much narrow it down to our routine trips to Target and Costco or the grocery store, or the day Bob went… Keep reading…Made it through…
Greetings from the Plague Lands. Two people who barely leave the house finally caught fucking Covid two days before Christmas. I cannot taste or smell anything. My whole back hurts. My voice sounds like I’ve been smoking for forty years. I am exhausted. Bob is mostly recovered with some residual symptoms. I am on the upswing, but lagging behind. As is usual when we get sick around here. I started working on this survey mid-December… Keep reading…A Year in Review…2023…
July. We all know how I feel about July. I have tried a dozen times to write something here and every time I open up a draft my brain just says, Yeah no. GFY. Then when I did write something, I deleted it. Because I can. The cooling fan I keep under my laptop has suddenly taken to randomly rattling very loudly and then stopping just as sudden. Then it stopped rattling, but it was… Keep reading…Here today, forgot tomorrow…
May marks six months since Joe died. I fucking hate that statement. It’s something that enters my brain every single day and it still feels like some sort of bad joke. Twice in the past month I have told two different people I don’t know that my brother died and I realized that was the first time I’ve uttered those words out loud to a person not in my isolated circle. And hoo boy, while… Keep reading…A matter of time…
February. Fine. Whatever. I had six posts in January. Two were year-in-review and one was the monthly Last.fm stats. But there were three run-of-the-mill blog posts and I haven’t posted that much in one month since early 2016. Will it keep up? Who knows? I had a list of things I wanted to dump into a post and then the calendar turned over and the fourth of the month whacked me in the back of… Keep reading…Right behind the haze…
January. 2023. Alright then. Joe has been gone two months already. It still feels impossible. Maybe it always will. In lieu of more depressing grief talk for the moment, I’m going to talk about snow and other innocuous things. Hey, guess what? … It has been blizzard-ing for two days. We are now far above average for snowfall so far this winter so that’s good news for the gawd-awful drought we’ve been in. However, it’s… Keep reading…Time on my hands…