It’s rather a cliché to say that it seems like the years pass more quickly as we age. This makes some sense to me: after all, when you are ten years old, one year is a tenth of your whole lifetime. By the time you are 50, it is equivalent to only 2% of your experiential database. I, however, seem to have hit on how to make a year seem long—spend most of it waiting for one thing or another.
This year has been the longest I can recall in a long time, largely for that reason. I made two job transitions this year, waiting for the scheduled one to happen April 1, and then waiting to hear if I had gotten the new position after that.
I did a lot of “home improvement” work this year, which also involved waiting for things to be shipped, and work to be scheduled.
Finally, and I expect this to have been a near-universal experience, waiting for the mid-term elections to be over and done with. It seemed like November 6th would never come. In some benighted places like Mississippi, the long bad dream didn’t end until later, but at least we didn’t have to hear about it on a several-times-daily basis up here.
Other than that dragging sensation, it has been a generally good year for us. My new job is going well and continues to support my creditors in their accustomed style. Georgie continues to enjoy retirement. We had some good vacation time. We have had health issues, but nothing serious. I had written: “None of our small remaining number of Aged Relatives shuffled off the mortal coil, and those of my own and younger generation seem to be doing OK, with neither great triumphs nor great tragedies to report.” However, on December 14th, my eldest niece’s husband, Kurt Grade, died. He had been having some health issues, but had a serious heart attack on the 12th, which set off a cascade that ended in his death. He leaves behind his wife, Robin, and their five-year old daughter, Riley. So it’s going to be a dismal Christmas at their house.
Of course, in a world-wide sense, things suck. Despite the Democratic Party victories in the mid-terms, it will be next year before anything can be done to put the brakes on the Loose-Cannon-In-Chief’s ongoing campaign to destroy Truth and Justice in support of his delusional idea of the American Way: which includes enabling climate change, enriching the rich, impoverishing the poor, wrecking the economy via wrongheaded trade policies, and generally making the United States a laughingstock. This is another factor in making the year seem long: with another lie, faux pas, or stupid stunt out of the White House daily, I think I’m suffering from Trump Fatigue.This entry was originally posted at https://sinister-sigils.dreamwidth.org/334047.html. Please comment there using OpenID.