Writing is hard work … the muse doesn’t necessarily strike every day, and in my case, the muse has been missing since early November. What to write about when nothing comes to mind? Pros have discipline, and probably a few tricks to get them past the blank page. I have ADD and too many TV channels.
So, going with the flow of “Looking back at 2018” as the media is wont to do this time of year … I thought I’d take a look back at how the year went for me, sort of do a little inventory of things.
January: Intermittent fasting … bust. Partridge family obsession still going strong. Crypto-currency experiment … expensive (and not in a good way).
February – March: apparently nothing of note occurred. Or nothing worth writing about.
April: Marched on Washington for sensible gun control. Broke shoulder and tore rotator cuff falling off bike at speed. Bike, however, not a scratch.
May: Railed on cyclist who don’t obey the rules of the road. Started rehab on broken shoulder. Impatient for results.
June: Tried Grubhub … not an overwhelming success. Burger never left the restaurant. Ended up with cereal for dinner. Again. Pondered visit to Haiti vs being a blood donor.
July: Actually took a vacation. Tried to get the most out of every moment while also relaxing and getting some rest. It’s the windmill I tilt at.
August: Gave in to impulse and bought e-bike. Joined the ranks of the cyclist commuter. Realized how little cars pay attention to cyclist.
September: Accused of being a traitor by co-worker for daring to express a dissenting opinion of our idiot president. All things being equal, I considered it a great compliment.
October: Art projects took a decidedly abstract path. Generally unsettled and unreasonably annoyed. Pondered getting in touch with former brother-in-law as a means to spy on ex. Wisely decided against it.
November: Chatted up on Instagram by what seemed like a very nice guy. Flattered but wary. Then he claimed to be a three star general. Really? A three star general hanging out on Instagram? Alarm bells ring … pressed him for a video chat which he avoided. Blocked the account.
Which brings us to December. So, what have I learned this year? Ordering clothing on the internet is a tricky thing at best. There are all kinds of fakers hanging out in e-space. Broken bones take way too long to heal. Electric bikes are way cool. I’m happy being single. The joy of cake-in-a-cup … desert in 90 seconds! Discipline, like patience, is a virtue which I will always struggle with. And, meal kits are great!
2019 will start with rotator cuff surgery … but, hey, things are bound to improve from there!
Cheers from 2018, see you in the New Year!