The time change of the weekend provides for more daylight after work, but the mornings are dark and rough all over again, at least for a while. Ugh. The alarm goes off and I want to toss the phone across the room.
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Today's success story. |
Other Facebook post memories are less delightful. Memories from this date five years ago were of two events I was planning to attend being cancelled due to the advancement of COVID-19. And we all got to see how that played out. That's when I learned that the years of antisocial, hermit tendencies were the perfect training for a pandemic lockdown, so it wasn't completely bad.
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Scrap piece art cards. |
After the art party, I joked that making cards could be my retirement plan, but that might actually have to become the reality. I’ve got lots of art supplies. And wine. Maybe I need to have people over for an art party. We could certainly use the diversion.
Back in 2011, the day's post was “earthquake. tsunami. upcoming “super moon” predicted to affect the world. yikes.” I had to look that up today, because I don’t remember that event. It was an undersea megathrust earthquake in the Pacific Ocean that caused a tsunami and killed nearly 20,000 people. Holy hell.
In America today, it's feeling like a tsunami of financial destruction. Millions of us are being screwed over by the stock market reactions to the events taking place at The White House, the chain-saw approach to government job slashing, and all the other stuff I'm trying really hard to not dwell on.
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