Although I’m someone who likes to keep things fresh, change has almost always been a bad word for me. This likely stems from a wish to be in control, not in a demanding way, but rather a keep-my-anxiety-at-bay way.
For once, I’m super excited for some big changes coming my way. Here’s a snapshot of the next year:
Spring 2025: Moving in with my partner and our cat
Fall 2025: Travelling to England
Winter 2026: Publishing my debut novel
While I’m finding my need for control coming across as a need to have everything (developmental editing, trip planning, packing to move) done yesterday, I’m doing pretty good. I’m trying to enjoy these hard-earned good things, but my fear of something bad happening in order to “balance” things out is stronger than ever.
This apprehension is definitely not aided by the fact that Tangerine Palpatine wants to “grab Canada by the p*ssy” by using a manufactured crisis to warrant steps toward annexation. Keeping up with his ever-increasing fascist hold on our southern neighbours is beyond horrific. I have so much hatred for his regime and all he stands for. He was bought out by the most selfish man in the world, and now he and his MAGAt cult appear to be truly unstoppable. My last slivers of hope are in our European friends and those Americans who don’t subscribe to their broken government. I can’t bring myself to hurt a bug loose in the house, but I am willing to do what it takes to defend my home if it comes to that. I hope that it doesn’t.
Anywho, this girl has got to get back to developmental edits and shoving her collections into plastic bins!
Cheers and elbows up!
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