Back to/still/always hating 2021. For many reasons. Some I’ve already written about and seems like stupid to repeat myself over and over.
I hate that my once peaceful haven of Truckee/Tahoe has been overrun with bay area transplants and vacationers (every day…must be nice to get those stimmys.) I hate you. All of you. I truly wish the ‘rona on you. Not even kidding. I truly think we are changed forever. And it wasn’t a gradual change that happens to society over years or even decades. It was a fucking Chinese fucking virus that fucking Democrats used for their own benefit. The same fear porn fucks who wears masks when alone in the car left the bay area or wherever shithole they come from to go to small towns and RUIN THEM FOREVER.
I hate that I cannot take a vacation (multiple reasons.) But I also hate that any place I would take a vacation has been overrun the same way we have. It frankly sounds sucky and not worth my time, stress or money. Will that ever change and go back to normal? Not this year – that is for sure.
I hate a lot of other things but never mind.
The thing I hate the most is that Smokey gets older every day right in front of me. It seems that this winter he just started aging daily. It makes me so sad. Happy that he seems happy with our walks, his treats, seeing his friends. But sad that he moves a lot slower, seems to get tired easily, not as excited about things.
I truly just hate 2021. I’ll take 2020 any day.
