Goodbye to 2020, And Good Riddance

It’s been a year. One Hell of a Year. And most of us are singing a different song this year…

It’s finally December 31, 2020. This has been one hell of a year and I’m actually happy we made it this far. There were times when I didn’t think any of us would make it this far.

And no, I don’t think that’s too much of a statement. So many people have had this same type of feeling; we’re all just glad we made it to now. And in a scant 5-6 hours as I write this, the year will be gone. 

Good Riddance!

Now, that’s not saying it was a total loss. Bruce got lucky and has had a job the whole time, working from home. I managed to get a different medication for my fibromyalgia and then, in September, I had weight loss surgery that has taken 50 pounds off me thus far.

No, he really does work. Now, when something’s uploading or doing some sort of other work thing he can get online on his home  computer and read, or play games.  

When he’s not being the efficient and only Windows Network expert, he’s either Merikk the Orc Warrior or Lacykins, Gnome Deathknight (Defender of Worlds, Biter of Kneecaps!) 

Lacykins, Gnome Deathknight
Merikk, Orc Warrior

World of Warcraft

Argent Dawn Server, US

We haven’t been out very much, quite frankly I’ve been out of the house a grand total of 9 times since we got word to stay home in early March. Bruce has run the errands, getting meds we have to have and doing a few incidental food runs.

We’ve discovered the wonders of delivery. Food, groceries, and all the cool stuff like new sheets and headphones are all available online. Want Chinese food? Bistro 528 delivers (and it’s awesome food). 

I’m afraid we’ve become way too addicted to Door Dash and Kroger delivery. 

We’re both in that whole “you fit the requirements to get the shot” category so I’m going to get us in sometime in January. 

And we don’t usually go out to celebrate New Years. We’re too aware that it’s amature night on the roads so we don’t go play bumper cars with them. I’ve worked a bar on New Years (in my misspent youth!) and the amount of people who think “I’ve had 1, maybe 2 drinks, I can drive home” is exponential to the number of those types on any other day. And they don’t have any idea what they’ve actually drank or how strong it was. A double shot of whiskey will be a lot more potential to get you drunk than the fruity tasting concoction that came with an umbrella and a twist. 

So, it’s watching TV and calling out of dinner tonight. We’ll say Happy New Year and go back to doing whatever it was we were (are) doing.

That kind of drunk makes you put your face somewhere you really don't want to do.

And, a public service announcement.

Don’t get drunk and text your bestie. Or your boss. Or your mother.

Any one drinking should have to hand their phone and keys to a keeper (like the bouncer) so you don’t get stupid on New Years. And yes, these are examples of that announcement (and no, we’ve not done it.)

So many things happened in 2020, I am almost hesitant to give a prediction about the new one starting in a few hours. But, then I remember that this year sucked for so many people and I just say a prayer that 2021 isn’t the dumpster fire that 2020 was. 

Let’s make this one better.

Be Kind

Share Your Toys

Treat Everyone Like You Want Your Child Treated

And Don’t Make Resolutions You Know You Won’t Keep (it just makes things harder).

 

So, time’s short and I have things to do here. 

Here’s to a wonderful (and easy) 2021 for you and all of us.