Not much new; no paintings, no poems between the lines of my note pads and no new valentines this year. Ah well, we are edging into the depressed days of the year, after all. But I don’t feel particularly depressed. Just not motivated. I miss that manic glee I used to get.
Merry Christmas Everyone, and a Happy New Year to you as well! I’m still at it, hoping for the best this year. It was cool going into remission this year, I’m looking forward to new adventures for the next year.
There has been a lot of gaity in this town the past few days. Cars honking, people hooting, fireworks popping and all! This is how I knew who won the presidential race, and I am pleased. This year’s mail-in movement freed suppressed voters by the tens of thousands and of course most of them voted for the Democratic Party. Thanks DHS, the USPS and everyone who found freedom in the mail!
I have been busy with my medicals. It’s been ct scan this, sonogram that, Test for this, Xray that! And of course, my budget has been strained by it all, to the point of sucking me dry, like a rapacious vampire! Seeing as how I haven’t sold any paintings this year, that really leaves me no cushion or walk around money for extras like having a beer at the Notorious Mt Royal Tavern! Oh well, I’ll hack my way through it like I always do!
When I read the news about the POTUS contracting COVID, I almost giggled at the irony. Why doesn’t he take his own advice and down a few shots of Lysol? That’ll fix his wagon!