Have no fear—I'm not going to be singing Barry Manilow tunes any time soon. Unless you want some windows broken, that is. The title of this post comes just one day after the end of 2020, which was voted Worst Year in the History of the Earth by pretty much...everyone.
But 2021 got underway just 24 hours ago, and started off with a bang. No Tournament of Roses parade, no football games, no anything normal to celebrate the new year. As for me, I didn't even get dressed or go outside (except to get the paper). Without a working car and Diana at work, I could not visit the grocery store. Sure, they deliver, but I actually like going grocery shopping (and doing laundry, which I'm doing now). With all of that going on and a new blog post, I hope the house doesn't blow up.
I recall that when 2017 started, I'd been out of work for a long time, and a job came my way. Jobs don't just drop in your lap—you have to look for them. I have a lot to say about the job seeking process in the U.S., and little of it is positive. That'll be a blog post in itself.
Could something come my way in 2021 or will it just be another odd year? Time will tell, and so will my health. I mention my health a lot because there's a lot to tell. But like the job thing, it'll require its own post.
Now that 2021 has gotten going, let's do everything in our power to make it as good as 2020 was bad.
