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PROGRAMMING NOTE from the Author and Archivist


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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Sunday, September 23, 2012

Retroblogging 1980: September 23, 1980


9/23/80

Today I woke up at 6:45. Then mom came up to get me up. When at breakfast I had cereal and some toast. Then I did the floors. Then I went to school. At school I did math, reading, writing, spelling. When it was time to come home I had to write in this book. When it was time for supper Dad did not come home. He had to go do a special program.


While this is the last entry in this particular journal, I am still staring at a pile of paperwork that proves that this is not the end of the retroblogging retrospective(s).

Not to mention, I know that there are endless buckets of materials to glean from at the parental units house ... despite the buckets that ended up at my house.

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