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So the year is going to be over in like 2 or 3 days
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https://youtu.be/4JkIs37a2JEAny thoughts or something
You can talk about your review of this year or things you look forward to next I guess
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....hahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
Seems like a lot of work though.
But the odds of either of those happening in 2020 are incredibly slim.
I'm tired of having a negative bank account all of the damn time.
I can feel it.
Cons:
2020 vision:
probably that shape will be a lumpy circle
It was nice to get back into painting minis again I really feel this is one of the positive things for this year
Cons I had a horrible year.
I feel I am stuck because selling the home might be harder with what needs to be done to it {last year my brother and I agreed just to level the house and start anew}
Going to jail for weeds in my yard is still one of the most questionable shitty things that happened to me. It was weird to get tossed into general with drug offenders and from the looks of several of them they were in there for at least 2 months because there was a sign banning you from personal clothing in the lockup [as another side the jail guards made fun of the city saying they also tossed in a 93 year old woman who was on oxygen and using a walker
As she needed both but the city insisted she needed to go to jail
Getting fired I know I hated working at Walmart. But getting fired for calling my boss a bully and him firing me for my history of disrespect for him. As my plan this year was to save money and leave at the end of the year
Just my fight with the city getting fired and all the other negative things gobbled up what I had saved aside
It was just heartbreaking to both be too old for the 11B job for the national guard after they did the tests and having my bike stolen the same day
There were minor things but they added up as well
my 2020 goals are
just put all that stuff behind me and leave it all I can do
Sub goals are organize and catalog my lego. Really do the same to all my 40k stuff as I have no idea where I got or how I have a second stompa which is why I need to do this.
On the other hand, it caused my to finally get off my arse and chase my dreams. I’ve released three novels this year, and I’m making $100-200 bucks a month off them. I’ve got two ready for release in January and February, so 2020 is the year I keep it going, keep growing my income from it. It’s been extremely helpful financially. The dream would be to be able to reduce my day job hours this year.
Fingers crossed my wife will get a job she's going for in January which would mean our money woes are basically gone. Well not gone, but significantly eased.
Who knows, man. As long as my kid is alive and happy I'm doing fine.
Need some stuff designed or printed? I can help with that.
Full year of full time employment at my new job, was great.
Uhh, got VR, didn't use it as much as hoped. But I'm currently using my summer holiday to get that going again.
Started working on being a good musician, which has prompted feelings of inadequacy. I've been playing in bands for 15 years but I've tried for 0 of them so trying is hard and shows up how much I've just been coasting.
Learned a little bit of Māori, would have liked to learn more.
Didn't do as many projects as I usually do, but I still did a bit of crafting, painting and such, which is always enjoyable.
Lowlight would be messing up the emails for our festival of bands we run every year, which necessitated the cancelling of the festival for this year. Whoops. But 2020 looks to be better. I've learned I can schedule emails! Not sure why that took me over a decade.
Other than that, pretty good year all round. I enjoyed all aspects of my life, I'm happy where I'm at and while I don't quite have a future goal, I am progressing in new and old areas. Generally I'm just happy with improving what I have now.
2020? I dunno, I'm not one for resolutions or setting goals. Maybe I just need to use my free time a little better? But free time is nice too. So no ragrets.
On a personal level, my wife is giving up her career in February and we’ll go to one income. I still make well above our monthly expenses alone, but she makes more than me now, so it’s a little anxiety-inducing
Also I guess try to move to SoCal or Nashville/SW NC (Asheville or Charlotte)...somewhere warmer and sunnier than Columbus
Have a 2nd kid
All bodies are beautiful bodies, you big beautiful bull!
Eh, if you do them right they're okay, but planks are better and more effective overall.
His profile glowered, discontent with the drawing and the damned day.
We gave a quiet whisper of thanks
Drapery dashed and detailed on the page
His profile glowered, discontent with the drawing and the damned day.
Silken chiaroscuro rendered smooth- as if rising out to cover us.
Drapery dashed and detailed on the page.
Will you be in the lab sketching with me, Wednesday?
Silken chiaroscuro rendered smooth- as if rising out to cover us.
A crowd shared the table, competing in a game of open hearts
Will you be in the lab sketching with me, Friday?
He boasted of a tingle with a finger on the scar on his chest
A crowd shared the table, competing in a game of open hearts
We let out awkward chuckles of historic mischief in our memory.
He boasted of a tingle with a finger on the scar on his chest.
An afternoon lecture bearing the expectations of the dear professor.
We let out awkward chuckles of historic mischief in our memory.
I don’t know everything about drawing, I want to learn.
An afternoon lecture bearing the expectations of the dear professor.
It was pedestrian - a crossing of veterans.
I didn’t know everything about drawing, I wanted to learn.
Frigid night air met with his body, a minivan, then pickup.
It was pedestrian - a crossing on Veterans.
A cold memorial dashed wild with the colors of our flowers.
Our sharing of stories pulled up the frigid air from our bodies.
We gave a quiet whisper of thanks.
A cold memorial dashed wild with the colors of our flowers.
Tears stung flushed red miserable cheeks.