Week 1

Moving absolutely sucks. I spent the first week of 2025 doing it. And let me tell you, I am not planning on doing it again anytime soon. I am living in a 3 bedroom 2.5 bath condo and I am loving my life. I just wish I was done moving.

As 2025 has started, my work life has imploded. I have a love/hate relationship with my career choice, as there are days where its calm and fine, and other days when everything is on fire and I struggle to put one thing out. Many overtime hours later, and a massive project was brought to a close. It is always nice when that can happen. Now to all my brain mush to try and regenerate before tomorrow.

Anyone else just absolutely terrified of what life will be like next week? I’m refusing to work on inauguration day just because I will be raging against the establishment. It will set me off, and it’s best if I’m just not at work surrounded by certain people.

My brain is too far gone to continue with this post, but I hope that 2025 has made you feel safe, and secure, and loved. Because while it may be a little bit crazy, it will all work itself out. If only because the alternative is death, and I hope that it isn’t the next step for you.

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