It’s been about a month since I’ve posted, and I’m trying to get better about being more regular.
It’s a Sunday, with work looming over. This last week flew by.
I’ve decided that it’s time to start building and rebuilding on some “me” stuff separately from all my other projects, and with a somewhat higher priority.
I’ve noticed that since I’ve been working from home alot of my daily routines have gone to shit. So, I’ll be reinventing those. I’ve also decided that Ohio will not be my final destination. As much as I like alot of the people in the Columbus area, the winter months, as was with Maine, are too cold for year-round enjoyment, and, after really getting to know the Cincinnati area where I currently live, I just do not want to live here anymore.
So, I thought to myself: “Where do I want to live?”
All signs keep going back to Florida, to be honest. I loved it in Miami, but the hurricane seasons would be rough, and it’s pretty expensive for someone who is building. Greater Tampa, and maybe the St. Petersburg areas also looked great. Also pricey. And, to be honest, it’s going to be hard to shop for a place from so far away. Jacksonville sounds like a great compromise to start out.
One thing I didn’t like about some of the stretch on Alligator Alley when I was going to Tampa, though, was how spread out the place was — you could drive 30 miles and not see a gas station in some parts.
That ocean air, though. Reminds me of Galveston Island a little from when I was living there as a kid for a bit.
In any case, 300 weeks to do a whole shitload of life development I’ve been putting off for too long. As of today, 299. That’s about five and a half years, so, I’ll be 43 when that round of work is done.
Man, time has really flown in Ohio.