2020: Hindsight

It sucks sitting in a lawn chair with a laptop in the garage. Invest in some home office furniture in case you get stuck working from home.

True dat! I'm using a chair from our dining set and a folding table.
Fucking uncomfortable. At least I'm not in the garage. Converted one of the rooms into an office.

SH420

Stand-up desks ftw setup right it helps your back and neck.
 
Mamashark is setup properly. She has one of those veridesks. She likes to stand but she can do 85% of work from her phone, so she's out on the front porch all day. I think I need to take her setup since I need to be at my desk to get my work done.

SH420

Damn that's nice to be able to do most from the phone.

Definitely snag her desk and get a nice chair.
 
Crazy year, fo sho. Started off for me with a bang biz wise, then I got covid. That was a horrible adventure. Not letting that deter me, as I recovered I started to up my workout game and get in much better shape while I kept building the music biz. I was unstoppable... until I caught covid again. I, and many musicians I know, have become MUCH better at our craft, endless hours to reanalyze, practice and shore up our weaknesses. I blows me away to hear my colleagues perform now. It's like, goddamn, you guys haven't been wasting your time. With pandemic unemployment, I hardly spent any money from the weed and music businesses, so the nest egg grew fat this year. It is nice to look back at my resilience and can-do attitude, but frankly I'm tired and am really looking forward to the vaccine. And getting laid regularly. And playing chamber music live with others. And to be in crowds. I've always hated crowds, but I think I'll appreciate them on a entirely new level if and when they are allowed to form again. Fuck you, 2020. It's been real...
 
Crazy year, fo sho. Started off for me with a bang biz wise, then I got covid. That was a horrible adventure. Not letting that deter me, as I recovered I started to up my workout game and get in much better shape while I kept building the music biz. I was unstoppable... until I caught covid again. I, and many musicians I know, have become MUCH better at our craft, endless hours to reanalyze, practice and shore up our weaknesses. I blows me away to hear my colleagues perform now. It's like, goddamn, you guys haven't been wasting your time. With pandemic unemployment, I hardly spent any money from the weed and music businesses, so the nest egg grew fat this year. It is nice to look back at my resilience and can-do attitude, but frankly I'm tired and am really looking forward to the vaccine. And getting laid regularly. And playing chamber music live with others. And to be in crowds. I've always hated crowds, but I think I'll appreciate them on a entirely new level if and when they are allowed to form again. Fuck you, 2020. It's been real...
Thank you Tyler. Your story is one I hoped would come here.
 
Financially, I had my best year ever. Mentally, I had my worst year ever.

I made a ton of OT this year but dealing with all the extra hours, jobs and responsibilities to keep up with demand took a toll on my mind and body. I reckon on average I had to work a minimum of 60 field hours and 10 office hours ,7 days a week. Weeks at a time more. I've been laid off 3 weeks now and still feel broken.

Then there's the whole thing of my parents trying to murder themselves with their lack of science. And guilting me saying I'm keeping their only grandchild from them blah blah blah. Unfortunately at a time when you're supposed to be getting closer with your parents, we are getting much, much farther. And there's nothing I can do.

And let's not forget the wife and kid at each other's throats. That's honestly not as bad as it was back in the Spring, with all the unknowns. But partly because we caved and let her look at screens now way, way more than we let her pre-covid. The kid is fine through all this though. She's actually slaying the virtual learning. Kids are resilient. Parents, not so much.

On a positive note… I have grown closer (if that's possible) to the couple lifelong high school friends I have and we have been meeting 1x week same time same day for virtual happy hour the last several months and it has been the highlight and lifeline of my current life. It's always a hoot.

I don't think life will ever go back to normal. If anything, just like with all the increases in natural disasters, I think we'll see more and more pandemics. The world is vastly and awesomely connected now. Like it or not. Brussels to NY in 8 hrs. Pandemics don't care, they ride first or coach.

I'm glad you guys are still here. Stay safe in the New Year.

Xoxo,
Neo
 
Financially, I had my best year ever. Mentally, I had my worst year ever.

I made a ton of OT this year but dealing with all the extra hours, jobs and responsibilities to keep up with demand took a toll on my mind and body. I reckon on average I had to work a minimum of 60 field hours and 10 office hours ,7 days a week. Weeks at a time more. I've been laid off 3 weeks now and still feel broken.

Then there's the whole thing of my parents trying to murder themselves with their lack of science. And guilting me saying I'm keeping their only grandchild from them blah blah blah. Unfortunately at a time when you're supposed to be getting closer with your parents, we are getting much, much farther. And there's nothing I can do.

And let's not forget the wife and kid at each other's throats. That's honestly not as bad as it was back in the Spring, with all the unknowns. But partly because we caved and let her look at screens now way, way more than we let her pre-covid. The kid is fine through all this though. She's actually slaying the virtual learning. Kids are resilient. Parents, not so much.

On a positive note… I have grown closer (if that's possible) to the couple lifelong high school friends I have and we have been meeting 1x week same time same day for virtual happy hour the last several months and it has been the highlight and lifeline of my current life. It's always a hoot.

I don't think life will ever go back to normal. If anything, just like with all the increases in natural disasters, I think we'll see more and more pandemics. The world is vastly and awesomely connected now. Like it or not. Brussels to NY in 8 hrs. Pandemics don't care, they ride first or coach.

I'm glad you guys are still here. Stay safe in the New Year.

Xoxo,
Neo
:hug: I love you too and Happy New Year Neo. Remember things can only get better.
 
Commet neowise brings a memorable experience to mind that was quite epic, awe inspiring.
I'm fishing through the night when the sky lit up right in front of me with a meteor/shooting star, I first seen at about 70 degrees like an arc welder lighting up the countryside.
Not only was it the biggest shooting star it was also the longest burning I've seen, from approx 70 degrees and burned brightly until it went over the horizon, it was most memorable I had a grandstand view of it and love that universe/space stuff.
 
Commet neowise brings a memorable experience to mind that was quite epic, awe inspiring.
I'm fishing through the night when the sky lit up right in front of me with a meteor/shooting star, I first seen at about 70 degrees like an arc welder lighting up the countryside.
Not only was it the biggest shooting star it was also the longest burning I've seen, from approx 70 degrees and burned brightly until it went over the horizon, it was most memorable I had a grandstand view of it and love that universe/space stuff.
Perseids 2007. I was in bed half asleep when the window lit up brightly. I thought to myself “some jerk on the cutoff has his (grumble) high beams on”. Light faded soon enough. Next morning the paper mentions the brilliant fireball seen in four states.

April 2012. It’s not quite seven in the morning on a cloudless day. There is a brief moving glint from the window behind my head onto what I’m reading. “Oh nice”, I think, “sun glint off an airliner wing”. Not realizing that the airliner would have to be 1000 feet away to produce something that bright.
Five minutes later, the house shook to a boom that felt like someone had run a truck into a corner.
Internet informed me of the massive fireball seen from San Fran to central Nevada.

The “bolide” pin is VERY close to where I lived.

 
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I work events like weddings and birthday parties, etc, etc. Last year was my biggest year ever due to make up weddings and shit after Hurricane Micheal. This year, not so much. We shut down in March and I've only worked two events since, and those were ones that could not really be moved or changed without a lot of blowback. I'm going in one day a week just to make a few hours. But the rub is I'm not wanting to go back like before. I don't know when we are going to open back up, but I've already told my boss to be looking for someone to replace me. Two main reasons. The most important being my customers will not care if I live or die, and the other is I've got used to my time being my own. With us buying the river house, I'm not keeping up with everything that has got to be done around here not working. If I go back there will be no way I can keep up.

So now I have to make sure my wife and her retirement stay around.
 
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