Couple weeks late for a new years post but whatever. Brief synopsis, waterheater leaking Lowes wants me to GO TO THE STORE to sign the contract wtf? Seriously its a freaking pandemic also what the hell. So I'm gonna have to find a plumber who doenst need me to do that, cars dead anyway, of course because I havent left the house no need to.
I am slowly shuffling off my duties to the team so I can take on more solutioning work, which is great but also driving me up the fucking wall its like no initiative, no using of their own brains, being curious etc. All the things ugh.
I've taken up the ukulele; yup. Whats weird is whenever I pick it up I do most of the time anyway I hear Dad telling me I couldnt play the guitar when i was younger because my hands were too small. And yeah but no other offers? I had to choose the flute, which i didnt stick with long at all. Did chorus instead all through JR and SR high. Cant sing anymore my voice is jacked to all hell with the bouts of bronchitis over the years. Also hearing depleting doesnt help either. Speaking of which I was playing the uke just now and I can barely hear it, I mean I was strumming with the flesh of my thumb (opposed to the side of the nail of my index) and seriously can barely hear, though somehow i found that easier to practice chord changes w/o hearing it lol.
What else? I think I won christmas with the kids, lol they've been playing a game I got them a bunch. Its a spider game i found on amazon where you flip spiders onto a web? I dunno they're both into bugs and stuff so I thought i'd be good for the both of them, which it is. Erica says its lasts 5min at a time but they both like playing :)
Backing another film project on indiegogo that I found its like the 4th or something 5th maybe. Anyway I just did a 2nd contribution for an AP credit, which is cool. I believe in the person spearheading and starring in the project and its concept so I think its a good fit.
Also on a semi serious note I will continue to ignore the anniversaries of Dad's birthday (12/30) and the upcoming anniversary of his death until I so choose. Like I told Margaret, I thought I might talk to her about it but I decided against opening that can of worms.... maybe I'll be braver later?
Thats the new year post toodles
