It’s been a while. I got busy, but I’m still here.
I think nearly everyone’s done an in-home haircut of some kind by this point. I trimmed my bangs over the summer, and my sister Amy cut my brother’s hair. I made videos of both. Enjoy. Also, I’ve reached 400 followers after six years of blogging, so thank you for that. If you aren’t following, I have buttons to the right that allow you to follow via email or WordPress account, or you can follow my Facebook Page, also to the right.
I’m sorry I haven’t written in a minute, but as you can probably guess from the title, I’ve been occupied. In January, I was lucky enough to start a new job. My first permanent full-time job, and in the middle of a recession no less (although, it seems there’s a recession every year, so perhaps that isn’t as notable a fact as it looks). I’m not going to talk about the job in too much detail here, but I really like it and I feel very lucky and privileged to have it.
I don’t review books, tv shows, or films anymore because I hate saying bad things about them, but I still want to share some great finds. So, after a year which has allowed me to consume more art than usual, I have come up with a list of my favourites.
Tonight I sit in my new (to me) reading chair, alone on Christmas Eve. My last post was a month ago, and what a month it’s been!
In my last post, I mentioned that there were two people in the world whose loss I didn’t think I could handle. Now one of them has COVID.
It is approximately the eleventh anniversary of the day I began writing my big bad book. It currently stands at 103,741 words. I might have finished it by now, but I haven’t written anything since Foxy died.
This video gave me grief in editing, and as a result I was set back months for my vlogging schedule. Hopefully I figured it out and we won’t have that problem anymore.
When we first got Foxy, we didn’t have furniture yet. My dad was in the process of moving out and my mom didn’t want a dog at her house, so I slept in my dad’s empty house with her.
My part-time job is a bit of a drive, but I’ve never minded because nothing beats coming off a long shift and breathing in the clean air on the way to my car. Each breath feels like I’m getting triple the oxygen that I get in the city, and it feels so good.