My friend asked me to join her on a challenge: 30 days without booze, sugar, coffee, and pot. I understood her reasons and I wanted to applaud and support her pledge.
I have come to the realization that I have been under siege for over 20 years. Under siege, I armored up and hunkered down. I looked for ways to build sturdiness.
The last few years have left me really ragged financially, physically, cognitively. I have a plan for how to come of this rebuilt.
This Wednesday, I am starting at UVic on an eight month-plus stint as a web developer. Let's talk about the last four years.
Ninety days of posts in a row. In April, I said, "Hey-- I should do a 90-day blog challenge too."
Sixteen years ago, I got two tattoos. My subjects were the symbol of law and symbol of chaos. I stand in between law and chaos.
Working with the vinyl records requires a heat gun. So I have been at the mercy of the weather and my schedule. After my first outing two weeks ago, I could resume my work. On what? Read on.
I'm also at the end of my 90 days of daily blog posts. I thought I'd take a moment and share some details on what I did.
I look at all of our effort put into the solutions to fix the future, I wonder: will we get there?