The world has been dealing with a global pandemic for about a year now. For the first time, the United States of America is actually going to take the situation seriously and implement a unified national response.
We’ve lost 400,000 lives so far and we are going to lose many more. For the first time though, we are going to do something about it.
What is that I’m feeling? Is it optimism?
Wow… I forgot about that one.
We have something to be proud of again. I forgot what it felt like.
I
AM
SO
HAPPY!!!!
Our new Roomba kicked off its first automatic journey at 1:00 am.
It woke me up at 1:05 am.
The cat, as expected, is hiding in the living room scared shitless.
Holy crap, Roomba is loud!
I’m going to sleep now but before I do I want to leave the universe with one goodnight thought:
We are less than 14 hours away from the end of the trump administration.
Sweet dreams, America!
We are watching the COVID-19 memorial from earlier today. Ladies and gentlemen, friends and neighbors, brothers and sisters…. the adults are about to be in charge again.
It’s a beautiful thing. Empathy. Compassion. Civility. It seems like it’s been a million years since our nation valued these things. I can’t wait for tomorrow.
When the COVID-19 craziness kicked off back in March, 10 months ago, one huge corner of our bedroom was completely empty. As the lock down progressed we bought a big cabinet for stuff and we inherited a great big dresser. Now that we’re thinking of rearranging the room we had to find new homes for those two giguntic pieces of furniture. Suddenly the room is looking empty again.
It’s weird that going back to what we had just a couple of months ago seems to be weird. It’s weird that it’s weird, right? Weird.
My step daughter, Bellana, just left. She’s spending a few days quarantining with school friends before heading back for the Spring semester. We won’t see her again for months.
You know the drill, I’m one part happy and excited for her and one part sad as can be that she’s not here.
Having feelings sucks some times. Maybe Mr Spock had the right idea.
I wanted to take tomorrow off so that I could glue myself to the television and gleefully watch the Inauguration. I’m actually in a place at work where I need to take vacation time or I’ll lose it, so Wednesday the 20th seemed perfect. Unfortunately, I have FIVE meetings booked on the 20th. There are things going on at home today too, so I took today off instead. I’m actually doing the opposite of what I would have done tomorrow. I’m trying to stay away from the news, mostly.
Today is trump’s last full day as president. The twice impeached, terrorist, baby cager who has killed hundreds of thousands of Americans via Covid-19 is about to leave office. One part of me is thrilled beyond measure. Most of me is scared shitless. After the events of January 6th when his cult graduated from whack jobs to terrorists, I have been terrified of what comes next. We’re down to the last 24 hours or so and if something is going to happen, it’s going to happen soon.
On the plus side, we’re a day away from having actual adult non-narcissists who are capable of simple human empathy in charge of the Covid-19 response and the vaccination plans. Assuming the coup d’état is behind us (pretty please?) then the longest, most nightmarish four year stretch of my personally experienced American history is almost over.
Jen and I have a redecorating bug and it’s crazy. We’ve had our bedroom setup like this a couple of years and it’s time to start fiddling with it. That means my little music nook is going to move and be redecorated. I’m looking for an amp stand that can stack two combos. I think I found one. I’m also going to put my humongeous pedal board into storage, which means I need to put together a smaller one. I already have one, but it’s at Mike the Bass Players house and it isn’t coming home until Covid is over… so an overdrive to pair with the Ryra Klon Klone and a wah wah. That plus the two amps will be my RPM Challenge setup……
…….I think.
