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Sunday, March 17, 2024

New Beginnings

I quit my job of 4½ years yesterday, and I didn't realize how bad it was. I feel happier than I have in weeks. The pending sense of doom is lifting. I should be driving at UPS within a month! Here's to the next step! Holy wah.

Monday, March 11, 2024

Yay

I replaced the battery on the OGBW. It started and ran, and I moved it. It has no brake lights or turn signals though. Ugh.

Monday, February 26, 2024

Bullshit

Crazy bullshit, this life is. Last year, we were beginning to make plans to get into a camper, saving up some money to commit to a plan of action that would allow us to crush saving up for a house. Fast forward to now, and the camper has allowed us the freedom of not living in my parents basement (again). I've been beaten down, lied to, gaslit, betrayed, made empty promises. I spent four years with a company that forgot I existed. I went from five shifts a week, three managing, down to one shift a week as a cook. People with less seniority than me, people that have been fired, in fact, are working more shifts than me. This is why men kill themselves. Not everyone has this much resilience. I mean, losing everything I own, losing a son, losing another son for a year, moving, across the county, across town... It's almost too much.

Sunday, February 18, 2024

When It Rains...

In the Star Wars universe, the Gray Jedi have a code. One of the lines is "knowledge fades without the strength to act". I've spent the last few months in a fog. Things have been so terribly difficult, financially, logistically, practically... God only knows how we survived. But we have survived. We've done pretty well. This rivals the Montana times in my epic saga, but I have to believe good things are on the horizon. Even if Star Trek turns out to be prophecy (look up the Bell Riots) and there's a third world war or a second civil war, I'm hopeful that my kids will survive and make babies of their own that explore space and rebuild humanity with kindness and compassion.

Monday, February 12, 2024

Cozy

On this particularly chilly morning (15°F), snow shrouds Mount Shavano and fog hides her face.

Once we got dialed in, the camper experience hasn't been too bad. The skirting and heat have saved us, and made this a cozy winter. I'm thankful.

Monday, February 5, 2024

Grief

The more things change, the more they stay the same. I keep thinking I've found a good gig and a home, and the rug keeps being pulled out from underneath me. I'm hoping that, in this just recent instance, there will be salvation for us all, because we all deserve good things for the work we've done, no matter where it's been or how we got to where we are.

Monday, January 29, 2024

Hungry

I'm hungry. The last few weeks haven't been great for my checkbook. I don't know how we survived on my income from before. It's been tight, and we are still drastically under budget, groceries-wise. Then again, I'm hungry. I'm really hungry. So there's that.