Wow. Time flies when you're having fun

Well here I am. I forgot about this blog; too busy I guess.

Anyway, I'll tell you where I am at.  The Squeeze is still living here, and to be honest, we are pretty happy. Yeah, it ain't the romance of the century but I don't think either of us is built that way.  We are great friends; my best friend I would say. If he wasn't I suspect there is a very real possibility that I’d have killed him the first week of the pandemic.

The pandemic; world wide and fricking scary.  I keep waiting for the zombie apocalypse! I guess it’s worrying for me because I’m 'lucky frigging phil'. If anyone was going to catch it and have a lingering death, it would be me.  2.39 million deaths world wide. And the number continues to grow; except here – which is its own worrying sign.

So I used to work for the National Disability Insurance Agency but that was back when compassion was their middle name. I got fired; yep. Fired. As I was working from home it took about 15 minutes and I was gone. Of course I didn’t feel as bad when I had coffee with a girlfriend who said another disabled worker was fired at the same time. When I think of it, I hated that job anyhow. Really hated it. With a passion. That is what happens when they pick up a project support person recovering from brain damage and throw them into a finance role.

Finance. God. That’s rich. I can’t even balance my own bank account!