Grump Central Archive: Week of 22 November 2020
Saturday, 5 December 2020
I am running on E. Not even any fumes, just residual momentum from the last couple of weeks. At some point I'm going to crash and burn. The question is: will I survive it?
Friday, 4 December 2020
Just another pretty sunset.
Thursday, 3 December 2020
Just another pretty sunrise.
Wednesday, 2 December 2020
Just another day.
Tuesday, 1 December 2020
Two years ago today, my world collapsed when I learned that, owing to the commercial property sale debacle, I wouldn't have enough capital to finish my home. Fast-forward to February 2020: I learned it didn't matter because I'd be dead in a year or two. The old adage "life sucks and then you die" took on a whole new meaning for me.
Monday, 30 November 2020
I've got nothing for today.
Sunday, 29 November 2020
December is practically upon us, and I know not how it arrived so quickly. Indeed, the weeks flicker by like cars on a highway so fast I'm unable to count them. Given I have ever fewer of them to enjoy, I could wish that everything slowed down. But at this rate I fear I'll be gone before I know it.