The last year was a mixed bag — all of the creativity (linocuts & zines below) and fulfillment happened over the first 6 months, more or less, and the rest of the year was generally trash for myself and my son. Started a new job, and while the pay is nice, the job is terrible and the leadership incompetent. I’ve been threatened with lawsuits 4 times, and I can’t hire or spend budget without oversight from people who don’t understand my job and aren’t even part of the airport. The situation is so desperate that I feel fine saying this with no worry about repercussions. If they fire me for this opinion, they’ll be even more up a creek than they are now.
I believe things are starting to sort out with Abraham, but trying to build consensus on what’s best for him is mostly impossible. As a parent, the only thing I fear is not successfully preparing him to live a fulfilling life without me.
I took up weight lifting in March — but I’m having an almost impossible time losing weight, even though I’ve established a fairly strict diet. I am much stronger though.
Hopefully that strength will help me and my boy get through whatever 2023 throws at us.
