New Years Day

The New Year has arrived. Happy January 1, 2022 (2020 too, and yes I expect to write it that way forever).

2020 was the most difficult year of my life, thanks to Covid-19, and when it ended I was elated and hopeful for the future. There was a vaccine and soon enough we’d all have it and Covid-19 would be over.

2021 turned out worse. All of that elation was for nothing. We are in a worse situation than ever, Covid-ily speaking, and my parents had such a terrible time health wise that I spent most of the year cycling through feelings of heartbreak, anxiety, frustration, anger (at myself), and crushingly crippling guilt. I managed to make life worse for pretty much everyone I care about.

So if you’re wondering why I am so happy to put 2021 behind us… there you go.

2022 (2020 too) is a welcome change, even though it is literally meaningless, but I don’t feel the optimism I felt last year. Right now I feel a sense of impending doom. How much worse can things get? What will the next nightmare turn out to be? Will Covid-19 mutate into something worse, like a zombie virus? Will Aliens invade and turn us into gourmet meals? Will Bill Gates activate the microchips and melt what’s left of our brains?

I guess we’ll have to wait and see.

I have a few resolution-type things. More like goals than resolutions.

  • Weight. In a couple of weeks I will go to Lowell General Hospital to drop off some paperwork. Next month I will have a Zoom appointment to start the weight loss surgery process. I am utterly terrified of this. I tried to do it once before and cancelled the first appointment out of fear. I couldn’t deal with it. The difference this time is I am more terrified of not doing it. It’s time. I can’t keep living like this. The goal then is to get to the end and have the surgery and then follow the proper post-surgical requirements. We postponed Harry’s graduation present/trip to Disney World that was supposed to happen during the summer of 2020. It is now planned for January 2023. I want all of this to be behind me by then. If it’s not then I’ll deal, but that’s my hope.
  • Get my parents’ house ready to sell. I had planned on chipping away at this over the last few months but my back has been in such bad shape I haven’t had it in me (see the previous entry on the list). Also, Covid. Shit. I don’t want to let anyone down again. I want to do this right.
  • Play with the band again. It’s not a want. It’s a need. It’s a mental health thing. I need this. We were talking about the possibility of a get together a month or so ago, but then omicron ass fucked everything. Now? I don’t know.
  • See the Harry Potter reunion special. This one is totally attainable. In fact, I am going to hit post and go watch it now.

Happy New Year, everyone!

Happy New Year!

As the clock struck midnight I gave my beautiful wife a kiss and then we opened the front door and booted 2021’s ass out to the street while the kids opened the side door and welcomed 2022 in. Then we all hugged out our relief at the end of the shit year that was 2021.


New Year’s Resolution

What’s your New Year’s Resolution? Is it to lose weight? To eat healthier? To exercise more? To practice the guitar more? To be nicer to the people I care about? To work harder? To be a better person?

Sure, all of that. Also, none of that, really.

My New Year’s Resolution for 2021: Get two doses of a Covid-19 vaccine and make sure my family gets them too.


2020 in (bad) Pictures

January. We lost Neil and the world has been shit ever since.

In February we went to Disney World for a week, but we were not the droids they were looking for.


In March civilization came to a screeching halt.

In April we were locked down solid, but we still went for drives and sometimes saw interesting things.

In May we finally gave in to The Great British Baking show and just let it take over. Jen and Harry tried their hands at decorating cakes. I just made a lot of Tewksbury Tweets.

In June the kids finally cracked a little (just kidding).

In July I tried to spend as much time outside as I could because I knew it wasn’t going to last.

In August we had a Vote By Mail dry run thanks to the State Primary.

In September we went into a store for the first time in six months. It was creepy and scary and weird, but we came out with a flu shot. A dry run for the Covid vaccine maybe?

In October we did it for real and sent that nazi prick packing.

In November the lights came on a little early.

In December we pulled off a great lock down Christmas.


Up next is 2021. Here’s hoping Covid will be history and lock downs will end and we’ll get to see a little more of the world than just our house. 2020 was a friggin’ mess, but we made the best of it. I’m proud of us for doing it right.

Happy New Year.

Old Person

I made it to midnight last night! In fact I made it to about 1:20am! Woohoo, look at the old guy livin’ it up!

When I woke up this morning I looked up at the clock… 9:41. Hehehe, not quite like the 20-something Robbie, he would have slept past noon, but still like a boss, babie.

Happy New Year.

New Years Eve

How’s your New Years Eve going? Just under three hours until midnight here in New England. The kids are doing great. My step daughter watched a movie that was a touch too grown up for my step son, so we played some games while she was occupied. We played the most difficult Red Sox trivia game on Earth while listening to the Bruins blow a three to one lead.

Jen is doing okay with the whole staying awake thing. The kids are doing just fine, no problems there. I’m already drifting off. I don’t know if I’m going to make it to midnight. It’s going to be a challenge. Get over here, caffeine! Get in my bloodstream!

Allow me to wish you all a Happy New Year. May your 2014 be a happy and healthy year.

On Call Update

My on call started at 8:30am.  Everything was quiet for the first half hour.  Then it stopped being quiet.  Between 9:00 and 11:20 I got five tasks.  Four of them are complete.  The fifth is with the customer now because I haven’t a clue and asked a couple of questions for clarification.  I suppose I could be hopeful that the customer contact has gone home for the day and won’t see the task until tomorrow… but that’s stinkin’ thinkin’.  Really, it’s dreaming.

Four hours down.  20 still to go.