So obviously I just stopped blogging on this platform. I'll get back to it eventually. Or not. I'm taking a break from all social media. It seemed necessary for my mental health.
The last few years have been busy and … challenging:
- 2015 Happened.
- 2016 Let's call it The Lost Year. (Obviously words failed me.)
- 2017 about broke me. Literally. Mentally.
- 2018 was ridiculous, proving 2017 was just a warm up. (Good thing I was already broken so it couldn't hurt as much.#2018TrashCanFire I thought things were going okay, but maybe not?)
- 2019 was such a blur. I know there were highlights, but then stuff happened and carried into the next year...
- And then in March#2020 really took a turn. Who can even categorize 2020? Do we dare?
I kinda want a do-over of some of the last few years. But life doesn’t work that way.
So for now, I'm hunkering down. Regrouping. Trying to stay safe and sort some stuff out.
Stay safe everyone. Stay well.
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Thursday, December 31, 2009
Retroblog Things I did 1981(?)
Here are some things I did this year.
I visited a park, zoo, or jungle; and another state.
I made a collection of horses.
I got an A in MOST of my classes.
I read a book about the black Stallion.
I watched a movie.
I took a music lesson.
I learned how to chorchet.
I kept a secret.
I made a mistake.
There are more parallels between 1981 and 2009, the young Nettie and the Auntie Nettie.
This year, I visited another state AND a park.
I made a collection of yarn and books, rediscovered my collection of horses and sea shells.
I got a sunburn.
I read LOTs of books.
I watched t.v., movies, saw a parade of horses, and saw falling stars in the shape of fireworks.
I took a surprise to a friend, and took an imaginary trip to lots of places and planets.
I kept secrets, records, copies, and treasures.
I made mistakes, things to wear, and things to eat.
Most importantly, I crocheted lots of things in Auntie Nettie's Attic. I may have originally learned how to crochet back in 1981, but I put the hook down and forgot. It wasn't until 1995 that I picked a hook back up and I've been "hooked" ever since. I'm no expert, but I keep trying to learn how to do new stitches and make new projects. I make enough to try and keep me in yarn. Next year will be the 15th Anniversary of the Attic. WOW!
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