Merry New Year!

Beef jerky time!

Looking back, 2025 wasn’t all that bad. I got a new place, new town. Met a lot of friends here and settled into life.

We’ll see what happens in 2026.

• I’d like to find a new gig.
• I’d like to find another hoopty.
• I need to spend more time touring on the hotrod bike.

I’m not one much for new years resolutions. I prefer to have a few goals that are doable. First is, in preparation for retiring, I need to scale back my finances and act as if I’m already retired. Maybe first think; Do I need this? and do I need this now?

Far as people go, my SOP that I started last year has served me well:

• Don’t make plans; More often than not they flake. No big deal most of the time, but it’s cost me more than a few days of PTO.
• Don’t invite myself. That’s been a mistake every time.
• Don’t settle for the consolation prize. I’m invited with everyone else. Otherwise, I’ll take a pass. I said this last year, but didn’t follow it much. This year will be different.

New years eve found me working like a fiend, cleaning up around here. It was way past time to rake the leaves. I put up the outside Christmas lights and cleaned the gutters. Behold:

Look at how that idiot ran my cable. That’s a no-no in the business.

That patio awning had a crapton of leaves that had to be cleared. I still have the back to do. I ran out of industrial trash bags. Our hipster infestation around here is small enough, no one is crowing about recycling lawn waste. It’s sort of refreshing to use one huge bag instead of half a dozen paper ones.

As I type this, It’s new years eve and I’m waiting for the girl to post so we can head to dinner. I haven’t eaten all day. That’s the way it’s been all week. I get busy, so by the time I break it’s nearly 3 PM, so I’ve been just waiting until dinner time.

The Girl has her sister, niece, and nephew in town. So I’ll be spending the next few days around here. Typically when they are in town, I head over for dinner one night. No idea when that will be. Saturday I have to cook at Bingo, Sunday is the pancake breakfast so I have a full dance card the next few days.

Back to 2026. Hope it’s a great year. At least for me. Far as craziness, I think it’ll be nuts.

Have a happy new year, all y’all.