Come February 2021 and, as I may have stated in another entry, nature took a stab at making me suffer. A severe winter storm named Uri obliterated Texas’s power grid, taking down electricity and water pipes with it. I had just acquired a new house and was faced with the need to redo the whole plumbing as a result of the impact. It took another month until I was finally able to move here, and one more month until my furniture arrived in full and I could get a semblance at life in a new house. In the meantime, as I came to terms with the idea of not having been loved by someone whom I had loved more than I could have ever imagined, the bills piled up on my kitchen table and fate reared its ugly side.
It has been a while since I last wrote a post for this blog. It all started during the first lockdown as soon as the pandemic began last year. While 2020 was a miserable year for a sizeable share of mankind, it was not bad for me on many levels, including financially. Thus, I was able to start this blog in the hope that I would find some solace as life around me fell to pieces and my ten-year relationship with the wrong person came to a rather unnatural but inevitable end.
If 2020 was financially rewarding in my book, 2021 was equally devastating. But hey, life goes on and I’m still not done. Home repairs are something that you never really get done and over with anywhere in the world and particularly in the United States, where houses are built with drywall and materials that never last enough to give you a bang for your buck.
And now, as the world tries to awaken to a new way of life — for better or worse — let’s celebrate what we still have by reminiscing some peaceful moments in a light blue sky.
