Where to start…
So. 2020 was fun. There was this pandemic thing that is kinda ongoing. Caused a bit of a ruckus.
Trump lost the election! That was nice.
I took a PT job as I was unemployed for 2-3 months due to Covid which was fine the first time (I bought a hammock) but not ideally repeatable since money is finite. I still locum on the side but at least I have a reliable income for now. My practice is a good one – best in the country. But my feet itch so I keep locuming on the side.
I have a new nephew as of September 2019. He’s adorable – like a little penguin, he potters about. First year of life in lockdown and none the worse for it. Ding and I took him to Destination: Star Trek – note, babies are amazing talking points. Do recommend.
Got a new car. Still emotionally attached to the old Saab so doesn’t matter how good new car is it can never reach what my old black smoke billowing Saab was.
Up to four cats, two guinea pigs, three quail (Boy still going, I had to buy him two new girls as he’s defying all ravages of time). Took on a surrendered cat, rehomed to a friend. Took on a white dove, rehomed to my hairdresser (that was unusual).
Parents helped me drag house up to scratch – got more to do but floored my bedroom and got a new mattress, the soggiest wreck of a mattress you can imagine. It’s perfect.
Got my front garden done – really pleased. The chaps are coming back in April to do my back garden. I need to decide what I want to do before then. New front garden meant I went slightly bananas with lights at Christmas.
Worried about the virus. Still working covered in plastic but secretly would rather hide in a hole. Can’t see my family, don’t want to until we can get vaccinated. Nan got her first dose. Very pleased.
Bought a robot vacuum with a Christmas Amazon voucher gift. He’s called Walter. I love him.
