A pandemic game time & conversation (via Zoom) Well, we're about 13 months into this pandemic and I should've been back blogging then. I mean, I was home an awful lot. I could've done it. But I didn't. I wrote in my actual journal but that's a crazy mish-mash of stuff. This would've been fun to keep just pandemic stuff. Ah well, live and learn. I'll be ready for the next one (no, no, I won't). It's been a year...a year of ups and downs; of being laid off and re-hired; of wondering what to do with my life and starting grad school. We got fish, we got two kittens. What a year. Kids have mostly been troopers but there have been some tough days. August went back to hybrid last fall, then everything stopped for a while and went back to 5 days a week in February - hooray! Dahlia finally got to start hybrid in.....February? (I can't remember) and then started back in person 4 days a week...but after her first 4 days she was identified as a "
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It has been a fault of mine nearly forever. I was sure whatever I say would be taken the wrong way. So I never said anything.
I never really had any evidence to back up my theory, but I never got into trouble.
I'm working on fully realizing that people aren't thinking about me nearly as much as I think they are. Also, if they take what I say in the wrong way, it says more about them than it does about me.
I struggle with quelching my personality simply to appease others. Don't get me wrong, I know I can be overbearing, but as a boss once told me - passion is not always a bad thing.