New year, same old meep
I have been foolish in the past. [let's not talk about now]
Ten years ago, I made the mistake of saying this:
I'm an old fart. Also, Happy New Years to all y'all. This has been the most action-packed decade of my life. I hope the next ten years are more sedate.... I can't handle the excitement.
So. I was only 35 years old at the time. I'm even older & fartier now. The action-packed aspect of the 2000-2009 decade was dropping out of grad school, having three kids, becoming an actuary, and that sort of shit. In 2009, we realized D was autistic. That was just the beginning with D.
The 2010-2019 decade ... well. It's been extremely rough.
Let's see — no, let me not detail it. I will say that it's been rough and even worse than the 2000-2009 situation.
I'm very tired.
Last year, I made a resolution to sleep more.
That didn't happen.
In a way, I give up, but not really. What I'm giving up about are the resolutions.
So no, I'm not trying to improve.
I'm just trying to survive at this point.