LISTEN UP 2022

As 2021 stumbles to an end and we head towards the hoopla of counting down to the New Year I think it best that I have a little chat with the fast approaching year ahead. Deep breath.

So 2022… how ya feelin’?  

I can only imagine the pressure you are under – being forced to contend with all the failures that overwhelmed 2021 (sorry 2021, not sorry). Man oh man, have WE dumped a whole lot of trouble on you!

After looking over the notes I wrote in advance of my consult with the previous year I know I’m going to sound like a broken record. But it bears repeating. WE know it’s a lot for one year to handle, but WE have your back. And you, our darling unblemished 2022, have the opportunity to turn this nonsense around.

But first I must clarify that “WE”:

Needless to say, it won’t be the selfish idiots who are concerned about their “freedoms” being taken away.

Obviously, not the dum-dums honing in on and spreading all that disinformation.

And certainly, not the knuckleheaded big-wigs spoiling it for everyone.

But without doubt, it’ll be all of us perfectly sound and delightful humans pushing you to do better, be better, build back better. And perhaps we can change a few minds along the way.

So brace yourself, we are going to be persistent… because it needs to turn around… like yesterday (or ahem… last year). WE, ALL the people, need to get it together. HEAR THAT ALL YOU SELFISH, IDIOTIC, KNUCKLEHEADED DUM-DUMS?

Some would say I am looking for a miracle. Well… truth be told …I am. But, hellooo -REALITY. And as much as I wish it to be so, you alone cannot perform abracadabra. So it’ll probably be a few steps forward and several back. May I suggest larger steps?

Hey SCIENCE… we owe you one. Please continue to be unperturbed by all those stones being thrown your way on the part of some (selfish, idiotic, knuckleheaded dum-dum) people. No doubt vaccines and boosters will continue to be STRONGLY ENCOURAGED and upgraded and revolutionized. Just the shots in the arm we all need to be safe and huggable.

While this zigzagging, trying, drawn-out pandemic has continued to rain on my parade – and yours – little did I know my foray into writing would prove to be a much needed respite. It has provided much fodder for some unfortunate ranting, some unexpected raves and some lovely recollections. Read ‘em and weep, laugh, commiserate.

Although my jet-set social life continued to dwindle… it’s not all bad. It compelled me to come to terms with the fact that as much as I love the setting down of words – it wasn’t going to be enough to fill my days. That being the case, I am delighted to say that I’ve hit upon an unexpected hobby. More than a hobby… it is my obsessive pastime!

!! PROCRASTINATION !!

Let me just say that my commitment to following through, delivering on, getting stuff done, checking things off remains categorized as ‘not an iota’. And I can prove my devotedness and stick-to-it-ive-ness by way of a having a whole shitload of lists lying about hankering to be attended to.

I must admit to sometimes organizing those lists. And by organizing, I mean tossing them in the air, haphazardly smooshing them together and then placing them on an alternate spot atop my desk, my kitchen table, the buffet, kitchen counter and bathroom caddy. Doesn’t that sound fun? And kind of devil-may-care?

Television and books are still entertaining me. (TV perhaps a tad too much) And just like last year, if you think I can recall even one title or remember what all the really good books and great television shows were about you are giving me way too much credit. But at least I’m consistent.

And speaking of consistency… I still laze around in my comfy clothes, have yet to consolidate my hordes of photos or bring about finesse to my clutter.

My patience continues to wear thin. Remember when people didn’t do the proper and sane-thinking choreography? Well now we find ourselves grappling with that inclination to wedge one’s mask under one’s schnoz. Cover up that mug dammit! The only facial features we need to confront are those baby blues, browns and greens.

I have completely embraced every inch of  my platinum shock of hair. Not a highlight, lowlight or any other colorant has come within reach of my noggin. And furthermore I continue to indulge…  now I have a third hobby!

On occasion, I have zipped up a pair of pants. But no longer do I Zoom. That trend was soooo annoying.

Yep, it’s been another sucky year. That cookie crumbled, collapsed and went to shit, but I have to, MUST, NEED TO believe that love, kindness and thoughtful care of those who need it most will win out. As well, and it’s imperative, must-have laughter spread about. We can persevere, right?

ARE YOU LISTENING 2022?

… cause that last one went to poop in a handbag… or whatever that saying is.

HAPPY NEW YEAR… Much love and abundant thanks for visiting, reading and taking the time to comment throughout the year. It means a whole lot to me – and freakin’ motivates me. Here’s to healthy, loving determination and hope.

Xoxo, Karen

~Photo by Anna-Louise from Pexels

Who’s with me? ⤵