I’m curled up on the couch with a fur blanket, slippers, 2 sweaters and the heat on. Welcome to summer in Vancouver.
I just officially gave up on a passion project side hustle that I have been working on for 7 years. Despite the fact that I wanted to do it, was passionate about it, and though it was a great idea, the market clearly thought otherwise. I never made more than about $200 in a month. Today, I officially gave up and deleted my website and other pages. You'd think I should be sad and disappointed, but I actually feel free and liberated. I am glad I tried it, but I need to focus my energy on things that actually make money. Good riddance!
People, why are we acting like it's gone? it is still around, trust me. Yet every time I go out, it seems like less people are wearing masks, probably much less than 20% of us are masking up. And nobody seems to be socially distancing anymore, every time I go to the store or even when I walk my little Dog, it is a constant struggle to keep any distance. When I went to a store yesterday I had 3 different people come at me in complete disregard for my space at the same time. They corner you, one coming at you one way and one coming at you from the other. And none of them were wearing masks.
This pandemic is not over. It is still bubbling under, and the disaster taking place south of the border could happen here too if we don' t remain vigilant and disciplined about taking care of ourselves and others. Don't make the sacrifices of the last few months useless. Put your damn mask on.
I was laid off in the winter and then gave up everything in my life in Vancouver for employment in a different city where people don't speak English. Lockdown happened the week after I found an apartment and I have been feeling the effects of isolation ever since. Because all I do is work and the job has me demoralized, there's not much happiness in my life. I do t really know what to do because there's no going back now. Only forward.
Every time David Suzuki comes up in my brain, I think zucchini cake. I have absolutely no idea why. Memory is such an odd place.
I confess that lately I've been day-dreaming a lot. It's probably not a good thing since it makes me distracted and what I really want is to be in the present. My mind keeps drifting though - thinking about going back in time about 300 years ago in England or Europe or something. I wonder to myself, what could I say or do that would be cool or help them out a bit without radically altering the present time? There are tons of things but anyway, what I came up with are: #1 cheese burgers. I mean why wait until the 1950s? They'd probably enjoy a good burger. In fact, add poutine to that. They'd have all the separate ingredients back then, just need the nudge. #2 wheels on steamer trunks. C'mon, easy. We all waited a long, long time past the introduction of the wheel to have an easier time pulling a suitcase. #3 laundry tubs. Rig up something with pulleys, ropes and a wooden swish-type paddle. Washing clothes in a river must have sucked. #4 toothbrushes - save a lot of grief. The only concept I think I'd try to "implant" into the mass culture/psyche is that no matter what, they should never let business or industry anywhere near their rivers and lakes. That'd be a good seed to plant for the future now.
Not thriving. Just surviving. And lending help to friends and family who are suffering the economic fallout of COVID. I have good days and bad days. Still feel disoriented in this new life but if I have a job, a roof over my head, and no one I know gets infected, then that’s all that really counts right now.
Hardly ever feels worth the bullshit and misery anymore.
I've been spending a lot of time naked in my apartment during the Covid-19 self isolation..But the only time I feel naked is when my neighbour can see me from her balcony..She can see into my living room and then I feel deliciously naked...Are people really naked if no one sees them ?
I think Jim Patterson should run for mayor.