A new year.

A new me? Nah…..screw that. I am who I am, and that is just fine by me.

I wrote about New Years resolutions way back in 2013. A year where my writings seemed a tad more prolific than lately.

Click on the following link to read that post:


Three years later, I am looking at the new year as a beginning to traveling for work once again. I have had the last couple of weeks relatively free of work demands. I did do some puttering around for one company I work with, but not a whole lot.

And I got bored.

Really bored. I have watched too much BBC television. Eaten too much rich food. Talked to not enough of my friends. And watched too many of my friends relationships break up, relatives pass over, and deal with the sorrow.

It is time to get back at it. Reset shelving, move boxes and cans around, and feel like I have accomplished something….anything but empty another bottle of bourbon, or smoke another cigar.

I have cooked, cleaned, eaten, slept, and it is time.

Happy New Year, y’all. Stay safe, and warm.